Quoting John Mayer…

"When you first meet somebody, you find out they like you, first of all, a friend of a friend of theirs say, he or she really really likes you,and it kills you, floors you, sends you to the ground, you’ve got to pick yourself up off the ground; then you get their phone number and you call them up, right, and you say “Yeah, that’s a really great phone conversation, can I see you some time?” and then they say this, they say “I’d like that.”

Nothing feels better than I’d like that. So now, your blood pressures’ going, you’re six feet off the ground, you can’t sleep, because of “I’d like that.” "So then you hang out for a while, and you call and you talk on the phone all the time, and then you drop the bomb, what feels like the bomb, you say “ you know what, I’ve been thinking about you a lot.” And she goes *ahhhhhhh. And you go “what happened?” and she goes “I’m sorry, I just, I just, I just, that’s, I’ve been thinking about you too.” Bam. Higher into the sky. But now “I’d like that.” *tch. Done. Now you’re up to “I’m thinking about you.” Then however number of months pass, it makes you feel comfortable saying it, you say “I gotta tell you something.” They go “what”, you go “I’m in love with you.” And nothing in the world sounds better than “I’m in love with you.” "And then maybe she starts crying, or maybe he goes *gasp. And all the sudden you’re like “I’m in.” But now what doesn’t work – “I’d like that.” And “I’ve been thinking about you.” Now we’re at “I’m in love with you.” The maybe some day it’ll move up to “I love you.”

Fast forward, now you’re like “I love you… I love you more than anything in life.” Now “I love you.” doesn’t work. It’s a threshold that keeps moving up. Fast orward, like six months, six weeks, whatever the case may be, now you’re on like, “I want to marry you.” “I want to impregnate you with my love.” “I wanna, I wanna just send my love to you.” “Damn it, words don’t work anymore.” "And then you say this line, and you know, you know you’ve used this line before, “I just wish they’d put a new word in the dictionary bigger than love because love just doesn’t describe what I feel.” And so now he or she starts asking, “Do you love me?” and you start going, “Of course I love you.” “Well say it.” And then it becomes “Say it twice.” And it goes “Say it three times.”

And then, you cross a really interesting point, where all the sudden it becomes “I hate you, I hate you.” And you go, “Oh my god she hates me.” And now it’s like “I hate you more than anything.” And then it’s like “We’re over.” And then they go “No we’re not.” And you go “Yes we are.”

Emotional Robots.

Subsequent to recent events, there still seems to be unsteady feelings between some of us in the lush squad, in fact this awkwardness between some of us has gone on far longer that most recognize. I would like to believe however that these are feelings that will fade or be resolved before communication breaks down completely. However the forecast looks bleak.

Therefore there is only one possible solution to our problem, have a show down extravaganza of break dancing robots.

I realize that the break dancing/robot is a skill that most of us do not have which is why my idea should be viewed as a suggestion and not necessarily as an ultimatum. 'Most' of us including myself cannot break dance nor do a good robot impression so I suggest becoming friends with an Asian. So head down to your local video game centre and hang out near the DDR station you will find one there. When no one is looking duck tape their hands, feet and mouth place him/her in your backpack and make a swift departure. Voila! now you have your own personal dance instructor! Just make sure to feed it every week or so.

This proposal to take such actions could mend relationships of ill at ease acquaintances or conversely, lead to further ensuing drama as a result of insane battles on the dance floor OMG!

Haha when reading the first few sentences of this post you probably thought I was being serious for once. I think not.

Better start practicing bitches!

Btw thank you for letting me waste your time with this pointless post of nonsense. I will try to make my next post serious for once...ok maybe.

P.S. I apologize to any Asians that may have read this as this post may be a bit racy but damn they have skills in the DDR department. Just go to the West Ed Mall you’ll know what I’m talking about.

One more thing, Check This out It's Amazing.

First Official Post.

I have this Blog now and I get to be creative/insightful and express my personality or lack there of to the WWW. I think this is a great way to be inventive, in fact I think I can feel the creative juices flowing already…either that or I just wet myself. Moving on now. At the time of creating this masterpiece of a website I had to pick a name for it something clever perhaps like

FictitiosTruth.com...<---FYI the only one I actually considered. or Ilovegold.com... or even shutyourgiantpiehole.com...

So moving on to the bread and butter of this post. Here it goes.

And that my friend’s is why polygamy is for me. Now if I can just get a girlfriend first it will be all downhill from there. This just goes to show that a picture is worth a thousand erections, I mean words.

First Post Yo.

Blablabla...here's some eye candy for my very first blog viewers. Classy I know. Enjoy.