Okay then you left me typless . though if we were talking, I would be speechless as well.

Oh yeah, deffinately, it's like a member of the family really.

Nah just kidding, though when do the talking computers come out? I want mine to have a scottish accent...

Whoa... I think I'm speechless, and that never happons

Haha!

Me... nice looking?

well, that picture was of my good side..

Right! Because without my computer, I wouldent be inclined to write, or come here to all you wonderfull people, or play games....

"NEERRRRRD!"

Hide me please....

I agree, it's people like her that keep me from becoming a social hermet.

Hmmm... not very attached to the lamp... or the carpet... maybe my computer, but that's a whole nother story.

Yep, one thing, I'm not a quitter.

Never give up, never surrender... well, okay surrender sometime.

But yeah, three years ago this post would have been a whole 'woe is me' thing. Now, it's close to inspirational.

I... I love carpet.

I.. I love lamp..

Do you realy love the lamp or are you just saying it because you saw it?

I love lamp, I love lamp!

Wait, dose loving a lamp count as love?

It seams that writing is what I do best, well, besides being there for people in any case. I have had it in mind to pour my heart out, but no one to realy pour it out to, mostly because I don't wish to bug my friends with it, and because I'm kinda nervious, and writing it out removes the element of stage fright.

I find that in the relationship circut, that if you watch others closely, you will find yourself question alot of their choices. Like a wonderfull woman who dates a jerk of a guy who realy dosen't care about her, or a Sensitive guy who has a woman who turns tricks behind his back. Thease things I find unjust and just wrong. Though there is also the relationship where two people dont get along at all and are to afraid to break up and end up hurting themselves more.

I'm only 27 years old, yet the road of love life has made me somtimes feel like I'm twice that age, then again, there are still times when I feel like a teenager walking down a road and have no clue what to do. Until recently, I kept thinking that it was all my fault, I thought that if the person was a certain way, then it would be perfect. I was wrong.

So wrong in fact, that I bore myself into a hole for a while and refused to come out, I would still go out with friends, but I wouldent make an effort to mingle with the other singels around (Ironic.) I finaly found out that it's not what I want, it's what we both want. I found out that relationships shouldent be 'okay we are together now'. To me, I found that having a companion, a Best friend whom I can share my life with is what I need. Need, not want, well, yeah I want that now.

You wont find that from someone who cheats, lies, or just wants to feel secure in a relationship. Something out of conviniance is not a good idea, nor do I find that to be real love in the first place. That actualy lead me to being in thease relationships where I never saw the sledge hammer comming til it was too late, and putting a heart back together, eather your own or someone else's isn't an easy task. it's not fun ether.

So here I am again, even though I know it's dangerous, I'm putting my heart back on my sleeve. Though maybe this time, things will be differant. Maybe this time, I will find my pillar of strength, and be a pillar of strength. I will find my best friend, my companion, my soul mate.

Just maybe...

Realy, you should teach a class to people about not doing that. by the way, for all you with broken hearts, I brought the duct tape to put your heart back together... and ice cream.

In that case, yeah no love means you have nothing. All the succsess in the world dosent amount to anything if you dont have someone to share it with.

I dont know if that's a good thing or not...

Well you have to difine love. If you mean family and friends, then yes, you have nothing if you don;t have that. If you mean a signifigant other, in that case you only have half of nothing, because you still have friends who will pick up the peices and get the duct tape when you fele heart broken.

I think myself I have three or four layers of duct tape on my heart. Maybe I should stop putting it on my sleeve?

I wouldent mind taking you up on that.

Reeeeealy?

Sleep... i think the combo is..

Whiskey, beer, beer, double whiskey, beer, whiskey in the beer, beer, and everclea... *passes out*

Not every night...

Haha, So, you did say you know exaclty where I am, in any case. Have we met before? (Insert cheasy one liner here)