Fells like I am falling for the first time

Ok, Bib cribbed this type of post from somebody else, and now I am going to do it too. It's just a list of things you may or may not know about me. Some may shock, and some may disappoint, but it's me, so take it or leave it.

I once traded my G.I. Joe Zartan figure with swamp skiff to a friend for half of an Arby's sandwich.

I have fallen in love twice, and both times it has hurt.

I try to please to many people, and as such I don't always remain true to myself.

I sometimes smoke, but not on a regular habit. Only when stressed or the Tourette's is really bothering me.

I sometimes drink just to drink.

When I love somebody, I tend to go deep, and will set myself up for hurt later on by expecting things that the other person can not deliver.

I like to kiss in the rain.

I have porn on my computer, as well as stashed in my closet somewhere.

I have my father's laugh, and I like that about myself.

I have my father's fingers, and I hate that about myself.

I have my mother's eyes, and I've been told they are my best feature.

My first girlfriend was a girl named Megan whom I went to the same babysitters and she would kiss me, much to my chagrin.

I have made love under the stars, and I can not tell you how cool that is.

When I was about 7, I would pee under the edge of the couch instead of getting up and go to the bathroom. It wasn't until Mom caught me and made me clean the carpet that I stopped.

I still watch cartoons, even little kid cartoons. And I don't even have kids to watch them with.

I can't stand watching sitcoms, and think most of the stuff on network television to be absolute crap.

I like to watch a woman put on makeup, it's such a strange and beautiful process.

I like to smell my partner's hair and skin when in bed, and when on the couch, just lying in each other's arms.

I get drunk way to easily. Despite my size I can not hold my liquor.

I don't want to be a silver medal. But I also don't want to be discarded.

A woman with beautiful eyes can easily entrance me. Not about lust, mind you. But she will draw my attention.

I am about 15 years behind in music. I still listen to Pixies, early Juliana Hatfield, That Dog and Belly. And I will crank the music up if it's some cheesy 80's song. Especially "Come on Eileen" and "Take On Me"

I tend to worry about things that I have no control over. I also have a hard time of letting go of people I love.

Two friends of mine and I once drew pictures of faces on our butts and took pictures of them.

I cry often at things that touch my heart. I am very soft hearted despite my appearence.
I want to learn Japanese, guitar, and make my own comic strip.

I need to loose weight and keep it off. I also need to clean my shower out, scrub both my toilets and sweep in the kitchen.

I have kept putting off fully unpacking because I keep thinking I'll be leaving for some reason.

I read manga, Home Theater magazines and Toy Fare. Sometimes, but not often, I will read Maxim, but only for the sophmoric humor, product reviews and articles, not the women. After all, I have porn, I don't need Maxim for 'that'.

I surf the internet way, way to much.

More often than not I will 'blank out' and sleep at work. Not for long, but for about 15 minutes at least I can not account for that time. Working nights, sitting in front of a computer, not moving around will sometimes get to you.

I been to a strip club twice. Both times I enjoyed it and at the same time felt guilty. I don't plan on going ever again.

I want to visit Las Vegas, DisneyWorld, Orlando Studio's, Japan, and Ireland. I also want to see the ocean from a boat, maybe a cruise ship.

I plan on taking my dad deep sea fishing before too long. Just a trip for the two of us. I will pay for the trip, maybe make it 60 year birthday present for him.

When my father and stepmom pass away, I will hurt for a very long time. Seeing as the death of my mother still hurts, I can't imagine losing my one remaining parent, and the woman that helped raise me from snotty little brat to the weird chunky guy I am today. I don't look forward to seeing them pass away.

I want to be the "One", but I don't want to be second best. I fear that's what I am. I also fear that I am behind someone else 'in line'.

I regret hurting Jennifer the way I did. I wish I hadn't done it the way I did, but now I just hope she finds happiness and love again.

I can pick things up with my toes and can even write my name with my feet.

I have never beaten any game I've owned except Super Mario Brothers and Maniac Mansion for the NES.

I have lied to friends and family, and wished I hadn't. Sometimes I've told the truth and wished I hadn't done that either.

I have edited this post to fit my mood. If you don't like it, I don't care, so...there!