The Wee Democracy

some facts about me

i have short fingers, and my index finger is very pointy.

i have a small birthmark on the side of my right calf...a slightly darker patch of skin about the size of a nickel.

i was "in love" with the same girl all through high school, and even through the first year of college. but i got over it. i'll admit it freely, it was pretty lame.

i can't stand for my fingernails to go unclipped for more than 12 days. i file them, too, so they're not all snaggly. when i was younger, i used to buff them to a high shine, and people thought i got them professionaly manicured. i told them i just liked my shit to look nice.

i have 102 movies on dvd, and ten seasons of various tv shows.

i have a teddy bear named joshua, who is as old as i am.

i have scars on two of my knuckles: one from trying to punch clark harris in high school, but missing, and hitting the locker instead. it sheared off a small patch of skin. we weren't really fighting, just fuckin' around. the other scar is from when i was younger, and a pocket knife closed on my left index finger.

i sometimes wish i was a music video director, but i know i'd suck at it.

i want a girl to come after me. i have no game, you see.

i listened to the worst music in the world between the ages of 9 and 13. examples: jurassic park soundtrack, wrecx n effect, kriss kross, guns n roses.

my happy trail is slightly off center from the path actually down to my belly button. its like, a half inch to the left.

i sometimes wish i was a stand up comic, but i know i'd really suck at that, too.

i'm a sweater.

i was scared shitless my first night at college orientation, and i thought for sure, i'd never make it. i was homesick as hell. clearly, i got over it.

i'm paranoid about having bad breath, even though i don't.

i could easily eat an entire box of lucky charms, honey nut cheerios, or fruity pebbles in one day if i were so inclined.

i sometimes wish i was an actor, but i think i'd actually be alright as one.

i secretly want to be hugged by friends and stuff when they see me.



feeling: i dunno
thinking of: second times around
song of the day: brand new colony - the postal service
i wanna take you far from the cynics in this town, and kiss you on the mouth, we'll cut out bodies free from the tethers of the scene, start a brand new colony, where everything will change...