I've lived in Cali since I was fifteen, and moved back to Texas about a year ago. So far it's been a little dull, but I'm always looking for ways to make things better. Really, I'm a positive person who loves the outdoors, books, music...have you ever read 'Thinner Than Thou', or listened to Neko Case? If not, I can loan you my copy and make you a CD.

I love spending time with my friends when we're all available, watching a movie with my family, or even just sitting up at the library and chatting with the librarians and other patrons. People underrate the joy of the little things in life.

Even though I lived in Cali, I've still got the most HORRENDOUS southern accent. It's most noticeable when I'm tired or angry. It works in my favor, though, when people point out my manners and the 'odd' way I work. I'm old fashioned, and believe that common courtesy and being polite are two of the best things you can do in your life. I also love it when a guy takes the lead when it comes to relationships and all that goes with them. Opening doors, having an opinion or plans about dates and such, and initiating it after a proper amount of time. Rushing in to things is never good, and it would be nice to find someone who appreciates and understands that. Yes, my accent works in favor because then I can just blame all my quirks on being a Texan.

It would be wonderful to find someone whom I can lose myself in conversation with for hours without being bored. Someone who would be interested in getting started in projects with me, like charity work, or who would be just as happy to stay in and watch a movie or play a video game we're both interested in. Someone who's as hopeless a romantic as I am. If you've ever just sat outside and breathed deeply, then I'm sure we'd be able to get along. Maybe even plant a tree to make sure we can keep breathing deeply.

Outro With Bees

How's hope feeling today
Tired and sick of this place
Red wine is fast
At the lip of your glass
Saying I'm going to ruin
Everything
Everything
So its better my sweet
That we hover like bees
'Cause there's no sure footing
No love, I believe

Right now, I'm trying to get it sorted through and straightened out.

I'm trying to find my direction, if you will.

She is a bully :( (Jesse)

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• Jesse_K

Making people feel better about themselves.

I also have a natural ability to make people feel completely at ease around me. I've had people tell me secrets a priest couldn't even get out of the most repentant church-goer.

So kudos to me, whoop-whoop.

OH.

I can make hot cocoa that tastes JUST like chocolate cake batter.

The glasses, and then behind the glasses, the eyes. (and the fact that she is ridiculously beautiful, amazing, and sweet. -Ian)

I have something called central heterochromia, where the irises of my eyes are two different colors.

Also, ignore the break by Ian, he was wasted, but he's my best friend so I CAN'T remove it. D:

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• IanParker

BOOKS;; The Dresden Files, The Novels of Temeraire, Pride and Prejudice, Fun Home, Scott Pilgrim. Yes, there are more. No, I can't think of them.

MOVIES;; Fight Club, Beauty and the Beast, A Prairie Home Companion, Tremors (ALL of them, thank you very much), 10 Things I Hate About You, 300, To Hell and Back, Transformers, The Princess Bride, The Silence of the Lambs, Twister, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Across The Universe. I feel, even though it was a TV saga, that I should also list Band of Brothers. Because it RUUULED.

MUSIC;; I think it'd be easier if I listed what songs were being most played on my iPod, because it's just a random smattering of songs. But yes, the songs iTunes says have been played the most-

Electric Feel, No You Girls, Head Will Roll, Wake Up, The Dope Show, Halo, Never Gonna Stop (The Red, Red Kroovy), Elizabeth on the Bathroom Floor, Infra-Red, I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor, Mykonos.

FOOD;; Well...I actually don't really eat.

When I do, it's stuff like...peanut butter sandwiches, or cheese crackers.

It's not because I'm starving myself or anything ridiculous like that, I just don't like the food my grandmother keeps in the house. xD

My iPod.

...aaand that's about it, all I can think of.

Nothing and everything..

My thoughts either are drowned by various snippets of music and Scrubs-style personal internal life narrative, or go something like this;;

Is there or is there not a God? Will this glorious planet that we inhabit ever stop taking my breath away? What can I do to make myself a better person? Does it make me any less intelligent if I haven't read literature considered to be the ultimate classics? If it does, would it make any difference now if I DID read them? If I DID read them, would it make me a poser? Why is that I just DON'T like Jim Carrey? Why do I have to be lactose intolerant but still love pistachio almond ice cream more than my little sister? Why don't I love my little sister more than I love pistachio almond ice cream? Is there anything around my pitiful little town that would give me the chance to volunteer and attempt to make things better? Isn't there anyone who makes clothes for people who aren't beanpoles? Why are people who are beanpoles the sought after hot commodity? How did people who are beanpoles take the place of healthy human beings as who we consider attractive? How the hell did anorexia ever become the 'in' thing? How did PARIS HILTON ever become the 'in' thing? What the hell is WRONG with people?

Puttering on the internet, or reading whatever book I recently checked out from the library and haven't finished/started yet.

Mostly, it's because I don't have anyone to spend time with on a Friday night.

That's kind of why I'm HERE.

Three things.

I have heart shaped birthmarks, I still sleep with a stuffed animal, and I'm absolutely TERRIFIED of the dark.

The Profile didn't scare you off.

Or you think you can maintain a conversation for longer than a week.

Or you are completely, TOTALLY certain I'd be at ALL interested in talking with you.

Are you completely, TOTALLY certain?

There are no wriggling doubts eating away at you?

Positive?

Are you ONE HUNDRED PERCENT certain?

Really?

REALLY?

...then what the hell are you waiting for?