of a perfect girl

she must laugh with a laugh that breaks walls and makes even a hurt pride seem insignifigant.

she must love to dance, and feel every nuiance of the melody and reflect it on the joy in her face.

she must be intelligent

she must yell at me for all my mistakes and force me to correct them.

she must keep all business behind closed doors.

she must be shy and blush easy

she must be able to surprise me

she must be headstrong and but able to listen to advice

she must be independent enough to not need my help but let me help anyway

and she shouldn't be a bitch

do chickens wish they could fly?

safety came first
since the womb burst
this was my curse

second came discovery
the ugly and the lovely
and the search for company

up stood the third
each looking absurd
so I drowned myself in the river of nerds

fourth was the knowledge
the precursor to college
creating my social raw edge

fifth was the sip of alcohol
shit talking to start brawls
just another allegory of a fall

the question came up sixth
my personal crucifix
what makes it all tick?

just some bitchin'

bet

I have to make a bet what's faster a midget or a pig?

Thank Drew Carey, bitches

why break when the new year starts sucks

so I wake up every day and follow the same cable pattern, at any time during the day I have a channel to watch and up to three backup channels. it has finally happened i have exhausted cable, i've figured it out, it has no mystery. thus these internet proclamations of boredom and incitefulness. one may ask why not go out and be social, well that's easily answered in the crappiness of my small ass home town, combined with everyone's tendency to work, what's that all about I mean just because we are capitalists doen's mean that money is everything. oh wait, yeah it does. due to snow on the pass my job isn't busy enough to need help, so extra cash may be out of the question.

newest obsession: downloading scrubs episodes

also is it weird that I enjoy watching things download, like watching the bar go from 0% all the way to 100%

oh well back to the real world, bitches

addiction is a crazy thing

many things in life are out there that can draw a person to ignoring the outside world, even missing your sister leaving for college. my own personal addiction of neglect came in the form of a biological terror threat to los angeles, over the course of 24 hours, or for those that are unfamiliar, 24 the tv show. my "friend" bought the third season and we were both immediatly sucked into tvs version of heroin, and have since finished the series. after watching this show i am thrown into concern at the one or the many ( warning spoiler ) a man breaks protocol and lets a terrorist escape to save his wife. ( spoiler over ) so my ponderings have been to this does excessive love of one, supercede the good of the overall population. surroundings are the biggest bases of this if you are a romantic comedy person then love should conquer all damn the torpedos through hell and high water type thing, but if you are more the action adventure then one can always be capped to saved hundreds. that leads to where you draw the line is it alright to kill one to save two, when is the math correct?

and since hunger sets in I intend to eat, the need of my one supplant the needs of chickens to reporduce it's breakfast, bitches.