My Material Things Wish List

10-08-09: My Coke Reward

Up until this point in time in my life from my freshman year in high
school when I cut caffiene from my diet completely and recently within
the past two years occasionally have ingested a serving here or there
on long car rides, I have officially had more soda in the past month
than I have had combined in those years past. I have decided enough
is enough and need to nearly cut it out again. What better way to end
my binge than with a throw back to my favorite preteen soda, cherry
coke.

09-29-09: Its Better to Shop at Putz's Than Shop at Sap's

I'm sick of trying.
I'm sick of crying.
Fight or flight
I'd rather be flying.

No pain no gain
Rather not be hurtin.
For love hurts
That is for certain.

I give and give
And rarely take
When it's time to get mine
They always flake.

I'd rather be a flibertygibbet
Than to be twitterpatted
To always run from love
Is better than to have almost had it.

So from this day on
I'd rather be a happy go lucky putz
Than to be a heart broken sap
With "if's," "and's," or "but's."

So long and farewell
auf weidersein goodnight
I'll take my business elsewhere
Even if it don't feel right.

09-26-09: I Want To Suck Your Love

Wow! I forgot how awesome it was to be a vampire.

09-25-09: Love Is Pain

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Almost two months ago I broke my leg. I'll tell people it was either a
Porno Stunt mishap or because I called a bunch of Puerto Ricans,
Mexican. I come up with more and more stories, solely to help others
laugh at my misfortune. Perhaps it's me making light of my situation,
because even though being out of it to do most things I wish I could
do, like work to pay my bills, it's not as bad as a broken heart or an obsession
with a past lover/relationship.

With a broken bone, one doesn't get upset to the point of stalking an ex or worrying about seeing them in public. Fractures do not cause people to cry themselves to sleep every night... if they are lucky; lucky in the sense they aren't up all night in a state of depression. The only jealousy issues derived from broken bones is the thought of being able to function as a everyday Joe in society or on the athletic field.

I've been there before and I'll takes broken bone over a
broken heart any day. I'd rather have broken up sleep from dreams of running, swimming, and fighting than broken up sleep from a broken heart. I'd even rather be broke than heart broke. I'd rather be around a bunch of fat women who recently ate Mexican or
Korean Kim Chi and have broke wind than have a broke heart. I'd rather
break boards with Kung Fu than break hearts. Break me off a piece of
that sweet potato pie before you break off a piece of my heart. Break it down on the
dance floor rather than break my heart. I'd rather be broke down
on the highway in the Everglades in July on Alligator Alley in the
middle of the afternoon wearing a leather suit and nothing else to
drink than black coffee than have my heart broke.

Maybe that's why I'm single. Afraid of commitment only because of the
pain it can lead to. Some people say that it's better to be alone than
have your heart broken while others would argue that you never have
lived if you have never been in love. While both of these statements are
true, I'm stuck living in the middle limbo of love purgatory. However, I am not unwilling to accept someones love indulgence to get me out of
this rut.

Break my bones, but don't break my heart. Please.

07-21-09: Lead Me To The Promise Land

Where is home? What is home? I feel parts of myself and my spirit
reside in at least two parts of this great country I live in. While my
heart lies in my birth city of Saginaw, MI, there is a lack of
opportunity/jobs. I know I personally have the resilience to make it
anywhere doing almost anything, but a place like Orlando, FL, I have
more of a chance of financial stability. I have eat friends in
Florida, but my closest friends are here or scattered acrossed the
States. I don't think I'll ever be able to let go of this part of my
life fully. I know many leave and don't even care to look back at what
our hometown has become. I still have a sense of loyalty to my
hometown and a feeling I am partly responsible to help bring it back
to life. Maybe someday.

In the meantime I'll continue to call the skies my highway home. As I
wait for my flight to depart the gorgeous Michigan summer day, I
reluctantly anticipate my return to horrid Florida summer humidity and
rain but look forward to furthering my journey of attaining my goal
one step at a time.

07-09-09: Life In Perspective. Operation DO SOMETHING

In light of the loss of life that seems to be brought to everyones attention through the loss of many celebrities this year, highly noting the inspirational Pop icon Michael Jackson as well as the loss of a friend I know Kim Gerrish Norman, I have put a list of things to do in my head here and there in the past week of what I want to get done before I turn 28 in November. Life is obviously short, and for others, could surely be deemed shorter than expected. Life is fragile, but at the same time, if you don't take risks, do you really live life?

My mother always gets on my case for the recklessness I have with my body. I understand I am getting older and I don't heal as fast. I also know the repercussions of the hobbies I have. I don't pollute my body with chemicals or alter my mindset with narcotics or even herbal drugs. Just something I have no interest in. I have however the interests to "conquer" the land, sky, and sea. Perhaps if I ever have enough money, outer space as well.

So again in discovery of my newfound passion for life, I am using my blog to plot out my plans for the next months.

-Scuba Certification
-Sky Diving
-Visit Florida Keys
-Apply to Sea World/Busch Gardens/Discovery Cove
-Visit NYC, Seattle, and LA
-Snowboard in Colorado and visit family
-Find the Love of my life
-Plan my next city to live in if working with animals is not in my story
-Perhaps get a French Bulldog
-Be able to compete at least once in a JiuJitsu Tournament
-Sell off/Give away a ton of my stuff - Garage Sale

So far thats what I have come up with. I know I can do more. Lots of time though it does fly by.

Ill be in Saginaw, MI in a week to visit home and say goodbye to another friend of mine due to death. Lots of time to think and plan my plot my screenplay for my life in the next 5 months.

These arms of mine
They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine
They are yearning, yearning from wanting you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be
These arms of mine
They are burning, burning from wanting you
These arms of mine
They are wanting, wanting to hold you

And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be
Come on, come on baby
Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh
I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh
I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight
And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips

06-01-09: Isnt Ironic...

Why is it that only when it comes to animals that when they are ugly
we find them so damn cute? BTW this guy also has slight brain damage
and has slower synapse response time with communication to his legs so
he is so clumsy and legs flopping around similar to the wheelers in
Return to Oz starring Faruza Balk.

04-14-09: I Sprung A Leak

Call it vain, but yes I have a picture with me in the middle of a
breakdown. Thanks for the last half of Forrest Gump to be the enabler
of my uncontrollable and uncomfortable contortions of my face as my
eyes swell up and tears typhoon out my eyes while mucus mudslides out
of my nasal passages. Poor Forrest lost his Jenny. I've realized how
alone I really get sometimes. I'm a bi-product of my own self-
inflicted misfortunes by way of lack of committment in my life. It is
part of all aspects and it hurts more and more each day I let slide by
with wasted heart beats and breath. Lord let me hit the happiness
lottery that all the path is laid out plain as day for me. Life really
is like a box of chocolates...

01-03-08: Tibetian Wisdom

Even on the mountains you not only can find your true inner self but
also absolute truths laid out right in front of your naked eyes for
your inspiring discovery.

01-01-09: Crossing Over Into History

Today on the first day of the new year as well as the last year of the
first decade of the new millenium we cross into the first state of the
original thirteen colonies of the united states of America at 4:20 pm
in eastern standard time according to the computed localized time
offset Greenwich Mean Time system which is a term originally referring
to mean solar time at the Royal observatory in Greenwich, London which
is part of Great Britain from which our founding fathers fought for
their freedom forming the the first state of which the band Meantime
is now on their way to play right now.

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