I am a big fan of ladies. And while I don’t want to have relations with every woman I know…There is still a considerable percentage of them where that would indeed be the case. What can I say…I am a lecherous old man with a hyperactive libido. Yes, I have passed overactive, straight into hyperactive. Oh god! I’ve gone plaid. (gratuitous reference to spaceballs…anyone?)

Why am I telling you this, my vaguely faceless internet rogue’s gallery? What possible purpose could this serve? Honestly, I don’t know. Suffice it to say, it may be rather cathartic.

If I were forced to choose my Sin, it would likely be either Sloth or Lust. Sure, I tend to partake of all of the major ones from time to time, but I think those two are the ones that define my character the most. This is not something I am particularly proud of, rather an objective glimpse into the darker portions of my personality. I suppose that it means that I have a reasonable grasp on my character flaws…right? The first step in getting help is admitting you have a problem.

I’m not going to waste anyone’s time about talking about who I am interested in, who is interested in me, or any of the other random nonsense that would rob you of precious moments of your finite and rapidly passing life that you will never get back. Suffice it to say that I am fairly certain that most of it will boil down to a non-issue. I am fairly comfortable with my lot in life…and if that lot has me destined to be ‘friends’ then so be it. I will express my frustrations in more healthy ways. And as soon as I find out what they might be…I’ll be sure to let you know.


“If you look back on high school fondly…it is quite possible that was when you peaked.”