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Name: Mr.
Country: United States
State: New York
Birthday: 6/8/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Scuba diving, telekinesis, fencing, kendo, meditation, anime, sushi,(yes, sushi can be a hobby when you put as much effort and money into it as I do.), necromancy (only for the money)
Expertise: Video games, Simpsons trivia, Dance Dance Revolution, video games (again), art and........video games
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
4/3/2002
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| Must resist. Who am I kidding though, I can't think of anything more productive to write anyway.
1. Yourself: me
2. Your boyfriend/Girlfriend: real?
3. Your Hair: spiked
4. Your Mother: female
5. Your Father: male
6. Your Favorite Item: hookshot
7. Your Dream Last Night: unknown
8. Your Favorite Drink: cherry
9. Your Dream Home: underwater
10. The Room You Are In: bedroom
11. Your Pet: fat
12. Your fear: surveys
13. Where u Want to be in Ten Years: earth
14. Who you hung out with yesterday: people
15. What You're Not: employed
16. Your Best Friend: sister
17. One of Your Wish list Items: pie
18. Your Gender: male
19. The Last Thing You Did: WoW
20. What You Are Wearing: t-shirt
21. Your Favorite Weather: heat
22. Your Favorite Book: Hitchhiker's
23. The Last Thing You Ate: goldfish
24. Your Life: plodding
25. Your Mood: bored
26. The last person you talked to on the phone: mom
27. Who are you thinking about right now: Snowball
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| Because I'm bored to literal tears, depressing entry to follow:
A - Age: 22
B - Best Quality: An assortment of knowledge about anything and everything.
C - Choice Of Meat: Kobe beef
D - Dream Date: Hiring hookers with Christopher Walken, then killing them.
E - Ex (most recent): What difference does it make?
F - Favorite Food: Seafood, in general.
G - Greatest Accomplishment: Not succumbing to internet memes.....dammit.
H - Happiest Day of Your Life: Can't think of a specific day.
I - Internal conflicts: Apart from all the bitterness and self-loathing? I guess my stomach hurts easily.
K - Kool-Aid: Thanks, Mr. Leary.
L - Love: Why fall in love when there's better things to do?
M - Most Valued Thing I Own: My computer, and my SNES collection.
N - Name: What the hell?
O - Outfit You Love: My Burberry coat, hat and scarf.
P - Pizza Toppings: Sausage, mushrooms, pepperoni.
Q - Question you want to ask: Who was that masked man?
S - Sport to Watch: Sumo, or World's Strongest Man Competition
T - Television Show: All TV is wonderful.
U - Unique habit: Second guessing myself.
W - Winter: is the opposite of summer.
Y - Year Born: 1983
Z - Zodiac Sign: Gemini
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| They look like monsters to you?
Being up late and having literally no obligations to do anything or get
up at a reasonable hour the next day can lead to severe boredom, and
that in turn tends to lead to introspection as a means of filling the
void. Unfortunately, I find that this is more than likely the worst
time possibly to probe my inner-self, finding only the worst things
possibly coming out. When I'm up and about, "moving" as I recall it's
referred to, it's easy to find distractions that push aside the bad
thoughts. I tell myself to forget those things and think of the good
stuff. Yet almost every night, like an Alzheimer's patient, I forget
to forget, and can't stop thinking about everything that makes me
dislike myself.
Relationships have no longer become a requirement for me, nor have they
evolved to the point where I am fully and totally self-reliant and
comfortable with my own self on my own. It's turned into a duplicitous
edge of confusion and downright bitterness, one that simultaneously
keeps me going and, at other times, drags me back to where I started. I
seem to be setting myself up for major disappointment (there's a shock)
almost every time I try and socialize.
The meat of my conundrum: every now and then, more often than I would
say other people might experience, I find myself in a lonely state,
longing for companionship of almost anybody. That eventually boils down
to a longing for female contact specifically, and my faults and
shortcomings with the opposite gender thus far. Once I've mustered the courage to
attempt to remedy this problem, I find myself entering the second
stage of my dilemma. Whether it's years of backlogged failure or a
projection of the feelings of hate I feel women have towards me, I
can't help but find myself wanting to punch 90% of the women I meet in
the face. That's how much they grate on me, wear me out, and basically
make me loathe their company.
Said women usually fall into these categories: hyperactive screeching
lunatic who can't stop begging for attention, generally nice person who
can't stop telling me about their boyfriend or the current schmuck
they're fawning over, and seemingly nice girl who distances herself
from me every chance she gets. Combine any of these personalities with
any amount of alcohol, and you find me in my worst funks to date.
A few side notes at this point. In reference to the first female
personality type, one I seem to constantly be in contact with; we all
like to try new things, but can you honestly give me a reason why I
should even care about your current sexual preference or who you'd like
to go home with tonight, especially when drunk? You're not bisexual,
you're not curious, you're a drunken opportunistic sleaze. Tell me with
a straight face that, even though your piss-ass wasted, you seriously
feel like eating out one of your girlfriends, or are just doing this to
get in a cheap thrill without feeling guilty in the morning. Get over
yourself, nobody cares but me, since you're thinning the pool out twice
as fast.
Secondly, I know there's a stigma attached to me. Even if you don't
know where I live, or even what my name is, I'm probably known to most
people in the past as, "that guy with yellow fever." Not the real
disease mind you, an affinity to women of the Asian persuasion. (Wow,
that rhymed. And did I really need to explain that?) After what seems
like an eternity without a relationship, I can truly say I have no
desire to go rushing back to Asian women. If anything, the three
personality types I'm trying to avoid in women seem to manifest
themselves in every Asian girl I meet at the same time. Combine that
with the usual racist garbage and emotional baggage ceremoniously
handed down to them by there parents, and you've got a recipe for
disaster. (i.e. you'll be their first and nothing will happen, or
you'll be their worst because their parents instantly hate you.) I'm not
saying avoid Asian women for girlfriends, just don't be surprised if
they spring the, "my parents already arranged for me to marry a med
student 5 years older than me" bull.
I don't know what solution I can bring myself. There's only so much I
can do to fake enjoying myself around, and I really can't put it any
other way, shrieking, manipulative, attention whoring, moody,
melodramatic, teasing sperm dumpsters. Maybe when, or "if", I ever get
a job, I can just get away from all the things that bother me. Start
fresh with a group of people who haven't already formulated opinions of
me, and move on to hopefully better things. It's either that or deal
with wanting to throw every women I meet down the stairs.
The well is dry, I need to move on.
Goodnight New York City, where ever you are!
~Dr. Grumbles
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| I hate you, internet.
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Christopher Dominick Sabella
2. WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Blue
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Daler Mehndi - Tunak Tunak Tun
4. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Sushi and tempura
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IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? Yellow Green, or Green Yellow
6. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Cold
7. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Jane
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THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Honestly, eyes and breasts
9. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Down, as usual
10. FAVORITE DRINK? Black Cherry Soda
11. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Brandy Alexander
12.
FAVORITE SPORTS? Badminton, fencing, competative eating, sumo
13.
HAIR COLOUR? Brown
14.
EYE COLOUR? Brown
15. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No
16. SIBLINGS? Younger sister
17. FAVORITE MONTH? June
18. FAVORITE FOOD? This list could go on forever, but I'll just use a blanket "seafood"
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LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Silence of the Lambs
20. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Halloween, god dammit
21.
ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? Not shy, just not hopeful
22.
SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer
23. HUGS OR KISSES? Both, please
24. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? Realtionships don't seem
to work, and I haven't had a one-night stand despite many many
attempts, so...
25. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Chocolate
26. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? I doubt I'd remember to read it if they did
27. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Zack and Sharlene have been pretty good recently
28. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Everyone else, I guess
29.
WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? Plenty I wish I was reading, none currently
30. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? Drove home from and anime convention
31. FAVORITE SMELL? Onions cooking
32. WHO/WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Bed sores
33. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN? Buttered and salted
34.
FAVORITE CAR? Aston Martin Vanquish
35. FAVORITE FLOWER? Orchid
36.
HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 4
37.
CAN YOU JUGGLE? IF YES HOW MANY? No, though I've tried to learn a couple times
38. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Saturday
39. RED OR WHITE WINE? Red
40.
WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? Extravaganza at my house with lots of friends and relatives
41. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD? They're not getting my organs
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| I officially have a new cousin, born on my Grandpa's 95 birthday today. The universe is indeed bizarre.
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