February 10th, 2001

Finally, it's happened to me, right in front of my face, and I just cannot hide it

Dark, you're a Cuddler!
Thank goodness for guys like you. When you're in love, you can't hide it. Once you're sure how you feel, throwing yourself into the boyfriend routine is as natural as shaving. It starts with the framed photo of your sweetie on your desk and skyrockets from there.
What gal hasn't pined away for the irresistible John Cusack1-in-Say Anything type? You share that genuine boyfriend quality that's so sweet that it can give a person cavities. But once all the roses have wilted and the violins have quieted, you really start glowing. Recognizing that love isn't always going to be as gaga as your initial dating stage is your secret to relationship bliss. Your natural persistence keeps you thriving in the love and romance department.
Here's the catch: You might want to check in with yourself from time to time to make sure you're not avoiding real intimacy or hiding behind romantic games. We know, we know. It's more fun to just play. But keep in mind that true love is worth the work!

How you rate:
Intimacy: 3
Passion: 6
Commitment: 8
Who are you most compatible with?
If you like girls:
Snugglebunny, Fairy Princess


1 Aww, shit yeaaah.
  • Current Music
    Cypress Hill - How I Could Just Kill a Man
lord, From this chair of mine...

Fuck you. Rage is good. Was good. Whatever.

"So now I'm rolling down Rodeo with a shotgun. These people ain't seen a brownskin man since they grandparents bought one."

I like it. I think it's cool and clever and pithy and it rhymes. While I don't always agree with Rage's politics (since I don't have/know about politics much), I like how they assault people's norms. There's a fine line between irritation and intelligently shocking people out of stagnance. I straddle that line, and so does Rage, but they're better at it.
  • Current Music
    Rage Against The Machine - Down Rodeo

The Spirit of a Dumbass

I'm packing, right, and I'm looking at my extensive library. I'm feeling kinda off, listening to all sorts of sad songs (Black Lab), and I'm looking for inspiration. So I pick up this book that my aunt sent me for my 17th birthday. I'll admit, I never read it, but I've flipped through it. What did my wondering eyes see but a check for $50! OOPS.

I probably should have seen that. And cashed it. I wonder if she'll still give me the money. Y'know, with interest and all.

Fuckity fuckdamn. Why me?
  • Current Music
    At the Drive-in - Enfilade / A New-found Glory - Hit or Miss

9AM?

It's been today for nine whole hours already. I've been here for all of them. Where've you been?

thing i sing
You're reaching out
Your touch deceives me
I'm preaching doubt;
Your touch receives me
You swear devout
You'll never leave me

More? Or should I stop it there and make the pain go away somehow? I am actualmente packing now, as detailed in my last entry. I have six boxes + 3 all ready to go. I think I've filled my mom's car (Schrodinger wouldn't know until the car doors had been opened) even though it hasn't arrived yet.

Also, ten hour old sandwich is still good eating, if most of that 10hrs. was spent in cold coldness of my room. Right?
  • Current Music
    Moby - Honey
lord, From this chair of mine...

Remember, baby?

Y'know, if I let the randomizer go, eventually these songs I want to hear will come up.

Bah, eventually. *click-ka-click* I want my depressive memories and thoughts NOW.
  • Current Music
    BlackLab - Time Ago