Infinitely curious about the inner workings of my mind -- and yours. Today, I am mellow. CD's suck, mine -- not as much as yours. I prefer cats. I don't care as much as I should. I am either loved or feared. I'm tired of my cologne. My eyes burn. I am happier. I'd really like to possess the power of invisibility. Cibo on Bose Wave at office...tres cool. I prefer dreams to reality most of the time. Orange Mandarin cake - the best. Percolated coffee tastes better than drip, and Starbucks is overrated. I dunno sometimes. I don't really enjoy talking on the phone nor taking photographs, but I bought a camera phone. I've forgotten more than you've done. I've a non-sexual watch, pen, cell-phone fetish. Just fucking bottom-line it. Photograph, not "pic" please. I must have freshly squeezed OJ daily. I've an uber-addictive x10 personality. I like to color -- as in Crayola colors and coloring book -- laugh -- I double dog dare ya. When IMing, I've never typed, "do you have a cam, pic?" I'd rather not stand in line...really. I used to -- and may still thrive and feed off adrenaline. Lately, I prefer my company to yours. I am there for you, anytime. Double-cheese please. If two is good, ten is better. I wish I knew more. If I like you, I won't blow you off. I prefer cold weather. Running around the store like a kid - fun. I really really like Christmas. I've impregnated. I really care. Scotch and soda. I am selfish, yet - so fucking giving. I'm discovering. Zoloft+R2's = bliss. I've been called classy. I've been called a fuck-up. I'm recovering, but not what I've lost. I enjoy my nightly nightmares. I've been called intelligent but don't feel I am. I can be quite the asshole, but not known as such. Number 3 at McDonalds, always. I await. I like to drive fast. I'm germ-o-phobic. I owned a Casio calculator watch as a teen. I've never smoked a "good-value" cig. I am confrontative. Pepperoni, easy on the sauce please. I am manipulative. I had the willpower and strenght to simply quit, walk away. I lack patience. My mind is usually a convoluted mess. I'm unable to forgive myself. I used to be me. I regret more than half the shit I do or have done. I smile as I drive suicidally fast.