I'm feeling open today, here is som insight into my psyche.

I have a wind up watch, it continually teaches me to remember things. Even though I have a near photographic memory as in I can remember paragraphs from magazine articles from 10 years ago and faces and even stupid weird shit like the front ends of every car that I have ever seen. Helps me not get pulled over by the cops. I don't need a phonebook since I can remember everyones phone numbers even multiples and ones from my childhood. Even though I can do that, I have to make sure that I lay my keys in the same spot daily or i'll never find them. I am a packrat. I will keep anything because I know i'll need it later. I have lots of interesting stuff, toys, games, ex-girlfriends doodads that I never threw away, just all kinds of stuff. I'm slowly going through that. Not the ex's stuff though, i'll run into them one day and give it back.

I don't go out to bars much anymore, maybe thats age, maybe not. Not too sure. The smoke kills me there as well. I'm also very stage shy. Once i'm on stage, i'm fine. But getting to the stage I get all strange in the stomach and don't want to go. I have A.D.D. like a mofo. It screams "never finish shit". At any one time I have 10 things going. Sucks really. I can start cleaning and all of a sudden I am doing anything other than cleaning. Hate it.

I want to write for a living but never sit down to write other than my multiple online forums, chat boards and my website. I want a girlfriend, someone who compliments me. I can never seem to find them though, I alway settle. I'll never be married that way.

K i'm going to clean but not clean now. Had a burst of "Needing to type"