cypher

Mr. Cypher. Have you lost something? your journal reeks of negativity. one might assume I wrote it.
I believe in what i can see. not with vision alone but with whatever speaks. love...a misused and often misinterpreted word exists after a fashion...before it was ready and never when you suspect it. until it becomes clear...it could be defined as an infatuation.
I'm pretty sure you're aware of this. remember, mr cypher, to not let the course of your mind cloud the overall image. it is reality if you play the game with tactics and attentive notice...... the puzzle i speak. the answers just too far to reach...it all becomes clear in less time than you would believe.
what is love? i wouldn't know

by the way, do you have an instant messenger account?
if not, hook one up. it's free. download trillian, free also. cleaner interface. its worth the time

that last comment should have been on your journal page.
I screw up everything!
argh

then send me something else!
you are my bestest friend, right?

understatement of the year... its hard to care... when your busy being careful...

I am starting to understand suiciety's desire for murder.
I'm gonna go eat something and maybe go to a movie. That seems healthy.

now make a fuck and cut cut cut

and I could lace your shoes for you when your hip gives out. which will probably be sooner than we think, huh?

ah, I believe you started with the age thing.
I think that you are right.... I haven't had a touchy feely sort of roommate in quite some time. Sounds nice.

when shall I expect you?

i like to see what people get from my words as well... if mildy amusing.. and scray sometimes...the distance one would have to drift to see into my mirror...

err and i apologize for intruding on yoru journal cypher... just merely stalking firends out of boredom...

sorry, shweets.
I was busy being miserably uncomfortable and giddy like a little schoolgirl at the same time.

Please kill me.

you're welcome.... the image in my profile, I just throw together in flash.... if you look closely, you'll see some interesting details ;-)

I suggest a career as secret agent. That look you hold well and likely would get you hired on the spot

I don't have a pool.
I want one though.
Maybe you can be my pool.
mmmm? dirty.
Nah, new crush then.
love. love.
swiss. gouda.
blah.

you are not running.
you are crazy.

cypher, i know quarm, he isn't unfriendly, he's just wierd.

don't bring your angst down on me, I just found your picture very surreal in a add type kind of way. Do you really believe that you are not unique? If so I feel bad for you. We are all unique for better or for worse. And the finger does look very much like it could be snapped clean off. And no a kung fu yoga master is not boring.

Yet ever so fulfilling!

Yeah, the funny thing is now I am freezing my arse off and had to go and put more clothes on... (not because of faith but because of the ac...faith makes me hot)

Yes, I certainly miss the landscapers and the maintenance man as well. I do NOT, however, miss all the asshole neighbors I have had over the years.
I actually like doing everything myself...just not when it is hot out.

I have no idea how many nachos one man can eat...but I once was going to eat 96 cucumbers (the big ones) in 16 hours (1 every ten minutes) for 100$ because I told someone I could eat them all day long and they didn't believe me...but then I was afraid It would make me sick and I wouldn't like them anymore, and that would have made me sad.

I love JTHM. Squee is so damn cute! I bought the collection last year. It's the best bathroom book ever. : )

xxx Crystal

That IS what I did and that sucks as well.
My week was more like crap end to a pleasant week.
I hate that!