good to know.

when i work on the computer, i never do one thing at a time. if you're speaking to me on aim, i'm doing a million things in the background, but i know a lot of people who are like that as well.

i love fish, so long as it doesn't taste or smell like fish, in which case the very scent of it makes me want to gag.

i have never dated a blonde, though i have a weakness for brunettes.
(all of my exs have brown hair, save one who is a redhead)

sometimes, i weird out and disconnect,so just try to go with it. i'll snap back into reality after a few hours.

secretly, though i guess it's not so much a secret anymore, i wish that i had gills.

a good night of sleep is about four hours for me.

i can hum (and probably sing the words to as well) the opening theme to katamari damacy. it's true, just ask!

yes, i really do want to be the guy in Iraq taking photos of the soldier and people and horrible things that happen during war.

i have an obsession with driving fast with the windows open on cold nights until i can't feel my nose or my cheeks or my entire face for that matter. "cold" being Florida cold, which is anywhere from 45 to 65 degrees Fahrenheit. And that, is exactly what i did tonight.

it started out when picked up a roll of film from sarah freidrick's house that i had forgotten at the bonfire last friday, so i took it to the only place that could develop it in an hour at 8pm, Walgreens (ew). they told me it would be about and hour and a half to develop and do an index print, so i drove to Naples which is about an hour south.

i went to the pier there, the one that i used to visit when i'd go down there a lot. the thought of stopping by sophie's crossed my mind, but i decided against it so i took the road around the back side of her house and towards the shore.

the pier down there is really nice, it goes much farther out into the Gulf than ours up here in the fort. at least three times as far i'd say. the cold wind was amazing too, though because of it there wern't too many people out there, only a few brave couples, stupid fishermen and myself.

the drive home was uneventful and Do Make Say Think filled the gap between the scream of wind and my ears while buzzing up fourty-one.

i picked up the film on my way home and i'll scan it in tomorrow. i hope everyone is having a nice night out there in phoblog land.