What Is The One Thing?

be part of a sex experiment in front of a high school senior class of an all girl school.

Be entirely honest with people.

only one? just one????????

i must be repressed or something................

1. live as a street person, see if i could make it (this is one of my biggest fears, so i figure if i conquer it, i'd be ok)

2. live through one of those "here we are gonna drop you off in the middle of nowhere" things and survive. (common theme.......see above)

3.sing at the top of my lungs in the middle of some public place (yeh, i know, i could do that for change in NYC)

4. throw away nearly all my possesions..........they drive me fucking nuts

5. take my cat and run away to brookport for good ( )

Sell all of my possessions, take the money and just take off and travel for awhile.

Feasible: devote my live to rowing. Coach, compete, the works.

Not feasible: learn to belt soul like Aretha Franklin.

Go live alone in the far, far West. (Or East, and I mean Laos.)

(Off-topic: The title of the thread puts the INXS song in my head)

I heard a story on NPR about a French woman who sat on a parkbench with a sign inviting conversation. She'd been doing it for years, she had a little bit of celebrity and she absolutely loved every minute of it (the talking, that is).


[Edited on Jan 08, 2006 by schnaggletooth]

Karaoke.