Womeldorph

yeh, no.

karaoke, whiskey, music, sleep. et-fucking-cetera

waitin' for sunny days. trying to keep love alive. sigg. gay. ritz.

who knows? do you have any food? do you want to see steep streets? do you want to stare at maps? well, do ya?

dunno. i think that i like the book 'working' by studs terkel, but i haven't read it yet.

roger & me. robocop. the rookie. running man. red dawn. that's a good triangulation for r's.

well done karaoke versions of rolling stones, buzzcocks, carole king. however, if they had karaoke rodan, daaaaamn.

um, i have seen the price is right. i started waking up early, it was my slow alarm to awareness. seems that plinko, however, shall elude me forever.

Pisces

i'm pleasant, i think.

first of all, let's have a beer and sit down a second. you tell me your story and maybe i will tell you mine. i am split between video crack and your story tellin. perhaps you are a woman. that is very, very good.

did you know that people meet on the internet? what a sad world.

catz.