Organic food is great. I open with this because apparently, not everyone knows this. From personal experience, I can tell you that when I eat organic foods I feel better, I have more energy, and I'm a generally nicer person ( Read more... )

I've always felt that a sense of déjà vu means that my life is on the right track. The stronger the sense, the closer I am to where I'm supposed to be. It's a bit of a romantic notion, really. (Also probably rather self-serving, but that's a discussion for a different day ( Read more... )

When I was in the second grade, I recited poetry in the school talent show (two Shel Silverstein poems, as I recall). I was incredibly nervous when I finally got up on stage. But then, I found my family in the audience. My brother started making faces at me in an attempt to make me forget being nervous, and it worked ( Read more... )

I have had a bar full of lesbians cheer and scream for my ass while I stood, bent over, on a stage.

I have had poetry published.

I have been, for a time, the spoiled child of a well-off foreigner who spent a lot of time arguing philosophy in coffee shops.

I have stopped the parade at Disneyworld. (The Mad Hatter really wanted to show Alice my ( Read more... )

Poll time! I want to know where your food hygiene limits are. So I've come up with some hypothetical questions about which pizzas you would eat. Once I decide to close the poll, I'll reveal the answers to the final question ( Read more... )

I must dance! The radioactive pants command me... I must obey the pants!

So I added a bunch of things to my interests list. Then I searched on some of them. The phrase, "The following users are also interested in fucking your boyfriend:" amuses me to no end. I wonder if he knows.

That, and fewer people are interested in fucking my girlfriend. Maybe if I got one I could raise more interest. I'll have to work on