mistergraves

You know, sometimes I wish I was crazy and brilliant, not just crazy and ...very interested in things.

My interests and abilities are too many and too shallow.
I'm a jack of most trades, and a master of only two or three. And when I say master, I just mean better than most.

See, part of my problem is this fascination I have with heroes. Not the video game, but just the concept of being someone that people remember. When I watched "Troy" last week, I totally cried because I had to admit that I'd be a killer if my name would live on.
Again tonight I sobbed watching "A Beautiful Mind" because I've had the schizophrenia, but not the Nobel Prize-winning theories.

In a tiny world with 6+ billion beings like myself, it's a strange desire we have imposed on us to do such things as "make a difference". This is made exponentially more difficult when you gaze into the sky at night and fail to see a reason for any of it. But the desire persists, and I wasn't selfish enough to be a Buddhist, despite my desire to not desire and therefore attain transcendence.

I can hardly believe this is a suicidegirls entry. Hi, I'm totally in grade school.

Also, I'm an alien. Look at that picture. I'm like Klaus Nomi without make up.