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BASICS

Birthday:February 11, 1984
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Location:Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:11:42pm | Sep 02, '05
Profile Updated:05:42pm | Sep 05, '06
Last Active:11:33am | Jun 27, '07

INTERESTS

Art:Astrology, Body Art, Photography
Animals/Pets:Dogs
Music:Alternative, Classic Rock, Country, Emo, Hardcore, Indie, Punk, Rock
Sports:Basketball, Football (American), Hockey, Kickboxing, Lacrosse, Rugby, Soccer, Volleyball
Activities:Drinking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Poker, Pool/Billiards, Reading, Traveling, Volunteering

ABOUT ME

* Oh the franklins crew!!!!! Tee hee hee....Granny is gonna get whats coming to her!!! *


* haha Jess....MY sunday night entertainment. Two words for ya.....FUZZY DICE *



Hmm so yeah souvenirs....great things... help you remember things that you sometimes dont always wanna remember!! A great example...the iron maiden t-shirt I jacked. Sorry dude.......or not




Just cuz boys have boobs doesnt mean I can touch them....damn

LIKES

Cars
Music
Sports (playing, coaching , or just kickin back watching them)
Live bands
Living in the now
Meeting new people
photography
Good friends
Good food
Good beer




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sometimes I just wish I knew what was going thru his head when he does and says the things he does.....

* I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time. *

Henri Nouwen:
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares

DISLIKES

Liars
cheaters
boring people
bad music
bad drivers



One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel.
None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-- Elizabeth Bishop