Monthly Archives: August 2008

I’m a bad boy

It has to be something beautiful if everything hurts, right?

I am still a misogynist

Me: do me a favor and read this Farhaad: hahahahahahahah Me: i mean, i want to be offended Me: but the guy is funny Farhaad: no, i think its cause you know men really are better than women Me: probably, i hold no illusions of grandeur Me: this is why i want to be a

My demands

That’s it, I have no more interest in dating. Dating is fucking stupid and a waste of time. I’m husband hunting from here on out. Here is my list of demands, they are all non-negotiable: 1.) Be willing to tolerate my exceptionally bad taste in music. To give you the heads-up, this may include listening

Sins of the father

Amidst the pages of Lolita I found an eloquent explanation of how women seek in a mate what they have seen in their father. The normal girl is usually extremely anxious to please her father. She feels in him the forerunner of the desired elusive male–the girl forms her ideals of romance and of men

What do you say?

SCREEN NAME OMITTED (10:45:18 PM): i want you to be taken care of because I know I won’t always be around, so having a rich guy in your life would give me peace of mind Messages like this make me wonder what my friends all say about me when I’m not around.

I showed my crotch to 16 year olds last night

[edit] To conclude my jeans-related drama, I had to spend money for a new pair of pants. I hate being tall and having twig legs with a bubble butt when it comes time to shell out for denim. So while I have replaced my pants, I do not have money for groceries. That sucks. Please

FOM #7: Michael C. Hall

Usually I’m a bit anti-ginger, but after watching “Dexter” compulsively for the past week I think Michael C. Hall and I should get it on. Of course, we’re only doing “it” if he sets up some kind of of PA system with him doing voice-overs in character like he does on TV.