Sometimes it's in the writing, not the words, but in the act of freely placing thoughts on paper.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014


I cook. I read, a lot. Kerouac and Whitman are my favs. I drink coffee in
 the mornings, English tea in the evenings. I'm a diehard Chargers & Padres fan.
 I drink champagne often just for the sheer hell of it. I'm a dashboard drummer. 

I Irish jig when I'm drunk on St.Patty's Day or when someone plays Flogging 
Molly, or when someone asks me to. I talk to myself; and at times, i answer. 
I journal. I do not know the exact color of my eyes. I have an insatiable curiosity 
to learn. My drink is an ''Old Fashion". 
I'm in the middle of writing a novel. I love sports. I attempt a ''scream-o" voice 
while listening to hardcore rock. It never works out well. I am addicted to the 
sunshine. i don't like A-1 sauce on steak. It makes me gag. I want to re-build a dirt
 bike. I could spend all day in a book store or library. I love Jameson whiskey.

I car-dance and hold concerts in my car daily. I meet my friends for coffee, brunch
 or happy hour. My faith means more to me then religion. I put Siracha on most 
things I eat and consider a cheese/bread/fruit plate to be a completely adequate dinner. 

I have a terrible poker face. I find sleeves insanely sexy...in fact I prefer my men 
covered in tattoos. I value family. I value friends that are like family. I love deeply. 
I trust easily. I kiss deliberately.

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