Mi corazon, ha!! How about my handshake?

What am I supposed to say? I want to meet you. How about that? I can't sell myself very well. I am not a salesman. When do I quit?

You are cute and single and obviously very intelligent and observant and real. I am attracted to that. Very much.

If you read my blog posts you get a very interesting view of me.But you can't really get to know me through my blogs. Only direct discussion. Because I leave out so much. You don't know if you'll like my personal touch. In person is the best I'd say. I'm always honest, so I only get more real the closer you get to me. I don't want to write any of this. I want things handed to me. But you, you are still keeping quiet. You can't get hurt if you don't give anybody a chance eh? Yeah I understand. I just work the other way around. I try harder.

My computer's battery will die in 8 min.

You can bet I've stressed myself into a corner. I think I'm in love, that's never happened before. Though it may just be a desire for change. I am trying to not fuck up everything, and I was so close to completly destroying myself. Oh the irony, I can't even fuck up without fucking up my fucking up. 8 min.? I vanquished all the summer mold that had invaded my house while I was underway. I ate noodles and Kim chi for Thanksgiving, and subsequently pissed off too many people doing it. Jesus fucking Christ, you live like a king eat what you want get fat and happy nobody cares, you try to eat healthy and everybody has an oppinion as to why you should act another way. Like when my dad got endless shit for his Atkins diet, which worked By The Way. He lost 30 pounds and has kept it off for two years. Still 8min.? No way, my computer's lying. I want to say much, but whatever. I added a bunch of photos. Not a lot of photos exist of me, I'm usually the one with a camera. 7min. Everytime I think about drinking I remember my Mom, and then I say, well I won't drink THAT much, then I remember Ayn Rand, and I think, Fuck drinking I should be writing or discussing, or building shit, but I'm a little lazy so then I just feel bad, and want a drink, then I feel worse. 6min. Its not all bad, I have butt loads of money because I don't blow it on alcohol. Time's up. I said, and I meant it. I love her, but I won't let the bitch kill me with her sadism.