trilobyte

I lie about my height only when its blatantly obvious... usually when someone else near me is trying to cheat a few inches... by claiming that I am much shorter than I am it tends to get people a little riled up. Its all out of humor.

As far as Voodoo, well I definitely have a healthy disregard for the impossible, and have been a long time agent of the thought that "just because you dont believe something doesnt mean its not real" so perhaps it is only that I dont admit my belief.

Wow. You are quite the interesting person.

I like the "perfect sum of all my flaws." That is... perfect. Perfect is the only word I have.

Here are some explanations to the last comment you left me, or bomb rather.

"I'm curious about the seniorness... did you get a late start on school, or was there some kind of shell game played with the age/birthdate thing when you signed up?"

I think I've mentioned this before, but I went to preschool for two years. THEN, I went to kindergarten. I was held back in the younger years because my grandparents on my mother's side thought I would be "slow" if I started the same time as the rest of the children. I am probably one of the oldest people in my class.

"As far as media class, I'm curious to hear where you're going with that. When you're through - write and let me know what songs made it into the blender..."

Media class is a big thing. It's everything media related. We cover audio and video production, web design, journalism, photography, public speaking, career-oriented skills... uh... other stuff I can't think of now. The mix is purely Nine Inch Nails. When it's done, I can send it to you for a listen sometime when you're online.

"The reclusive loner type who doesn't connect to many people, and gets romantically involved with women so much younger. I know you're smart, and I know you're strong. And I don't know that situation so I could be a thousand miles away from being right about anything. But be careful."

Actually, I don't think he wanted to ever get involved friendship-wise with me. I pretty much pursued him. I wrote to him and told him I liked him. I'm sure he probably had already heard that from others or guessed it on his own, but he told me once upon a time that I was too young for him. But once I gave him the birthday card with my confession, he decided that he wanted to start spending time with me. So, who knows? I went to his apartment last night and he made no move to get close to me. At all. He didn't even want to sit on the couch with me. This is another extreme that actually upsets me. I have no idea. I think he seems reclusive on the exterior. I think I could possibly be reading him wrong.

And other than that... I don't mind the long comments. I appreciate your concerns/suggestions/etc. It's good to know that someone cares. I always appreciate your wisdoms and insights.

to being the sum of your flaws!!!

*raises glass*




mmmmmmmhoegaarden.

It is a good record!!!!

That's neat!

Yeah, I just guessed because you have "earth" for your hometown.

Vodka cures all.

today i walked out of my job.


hoo-fucking-ray.

Hey-a boy-o. How you doing? I hope you're feeling a bit better.

Yeah... I did need to leave out the naughty bits. Well, not really but it does involve some very deep blushing.

We had a blast, other than one of the group wanting to go home. *sigh*

Thanks... I think so. I have to meet Bella for breakfast on the morrow and snag the pics.

wow.

that's very interesting. and yeah, edge does say that in the back. huh. i'm in shock and awe at your music buffness.

if you were to do that sort of thing to me in person, i'd either bow down to you, or hump your leg, lol.

wow. i am just in a state of shock. that's a very beautiful song. i'm listening to it again as i type.

i'm of the school that i was raised on vinyl and 8 tracks(i still have my mom's collections), didn't know what a CD was until i was, i dunno...14? maybe older. i was raised on a huge range of music. i cut my teeth on everything from hendrix to beatles, hermans hermits, and chambers brothers, and everything in between. i'm mostly and 80's and 90's rock junkie, admittedly. i love how music can change your mood. it's awesome. in high school i sang opera, and did some jazz. i've always sang and enjoyed music. i teach myself all the parts of a song. total geekness.

Maybe you are dead and are writing from beyond the grave. But in all reality a live Trilo is better than a ghosty Trilo.

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I'm the worst procrastinator...

Thanks for the b-day wish.

Time machine races...that would prove to be an interesting exercise.

i'm sure hallmark would fuck it up and make it cheesey bad instead of cheesey good...

herein lies the answer:

http://youyesyou.net/cards/cards.htm

can we at least do ketel? skyy is abrasive.

Well, seeing as the theme song for Camp Mad Flava is DJ Assault's "Ass and Titties," we would hardly preume to make you choose. Perchance we are just friendly people, if a bit on the *ahem* naughty side.