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Prosterity

I've decided that today (along with making up words), I will update my okcupid profile. This goes along with updating life-plans and world-outlooks, I think. It changes, permanently, who I want other people to think that I am. Fucked up. But, like any good pack rat, I cannot just throw this information away. ( I got into a huge fight with someone once who ripped up a photograph. Those things should be preserved!!) So in response to the question What I'm doing with my Life... the answer used to be:

I've just finished undergrad. May was graduation and the start of permanent part-time jobs until I can save up about 10 grand to travel the world. Seriously. Yeah whatever, keep laughing, go to next guy. But then August 06 is the predicted start of med school. I'm from St. Louis, have lived in Milwaukee for five years now, and plan on living downtown in cities for a good chunk of the rest of my life. There's just something about an urban environment that I love. i passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war...

Dam. That's a sweet earf! Hokay. Pretence aside, I've gotten rid of it now. It's replaced with:

I finished undergrad in 05. The PLAN was to - - -
become a top chef,
save money and then travel the world,
rocket into medical school,
and save Africa from AIDS.

What HAS happened is that I - - -
became a decent cook with a penchant for alcohol,
put myself farther into debt and moved back to St. Louis,
decided that fainting at the sight of blood was not good fro med school,
and that the only way to save anyone from AIDS was to fucking cure it.

So I'm applying for Graduate Studies in Immunobiology, working at temp agencies that treat me like crap, cooking for a small - but formidable - eating team, and still fucking loving life.

Nice.

look how introspective i am 

Who's short and sweet? Gimme a J!

I'm blown away by last.fm. Seriously. It's like Big brother, only, like, a good one. With more music and less Ministry of Love, etc. Check out my homepage, which will soon be featuring way more cool stuff than right now. I'm going National.

So I've decided that I want to be famous, like Willy. Not willy famous, like Elmer Fudd. But at least sort of recognized by the general public as, "Hey isn't that that guy...?" But I think it's not gonna happen off of this blog.

So I'm going to have to start publishing poetry.

And unfortunately, I'm going to have to start practicing, because the last time I published poetry, it looked like this.

There's no market for dirty haikus.

In Missouri.

I'm going International.