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They're calling again?!
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i believe in change when necessary, and only for the better
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No :( but I did trip out on that secret Area 51 level in Tony Hawk's Pro Skater
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i have no idea when you asked this. what did you need help with
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I don't want to know.
As a rule of thumb, I've always figured my 'ideal lady' would come along and completely blow away all expectations/preconceptions I'd have formed in life.
I can't pretend to know myself accurately enough to say with certainty what I'm looking for, and it feels awkward to say, "I want a woman who posses X, Y, & Z." If I ever met a gal who satisfied my checklist, I fear the formulaic approach would steal the fun out of romance.
The truth is, I want a woman who has qualities I've never imagined; attributes I never thought would work for me. A woman who knocks me flat on my ass, leaving me dazed and confused. A woman who bends my mind, twisted in knots trying to understand why I even like this woman, swelling my insides with thoughts and feelings. I want to do, make, create and risk. Driven wild by passion to push myself, not just to win her over, but to feel accomplished. To co-create a relationship that is built on both effort and desire, so that in the end the result is only what's deserved. -
Sounds like your teacher is an ellusionist.
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What kind of duck do you have? Is your duck healthy?
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step 1: find a man
step 2: be his man
result: you're are now a man's man but failed at being manly -
One day I was staring out a classroom door, past the hallway, all the way through the building’s window where mountains were barely visible in the distance. My professor was lecturing about something philosophical and I found it easy to tune out as I daydreamed about nothing in particular. But then something caught my attention and I was snapped back into reality… and as my head scanned the room trying to regain my composure, a thought which never occurred to me previously had taken over my mind: What if the meaning of life is to never bother with the question? That is, what if in my last moments of existence I gain the infinite knowledge of the universe and finally understand the answer to the question of ‘what is the meaning of life’ only to discover that life was intended to be an unsolved experience and trying to come up with an answer would be doing the opposite of nature’s intention. The thought shook me up inside and I never worried about it again.
While I have no evidence for this being more true than any other possible meaning of life, the possibility of it was enough for me to let go of what seems impossible. -
The old midi track that used to be on www.hifriend.com
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Hopefully I'll be someplace/somewhere that I never would have thought I'd be. I normally don't plan for the future, that far ahead, and my mind is always changing. Ideally I'd be in a spacesuit, or at least one of those squirrel suits, like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmZyB_ghpa0
and then in twenty years, I hope to still be in that squirrel suit, on the same flight that I was on ten years prior. That is, I want to fly for ten years striaght. You might say, how could I eat, sleep, poop, etc. while flying. I think that nanotechnology and advanced cybernetics could take care of all of those things for me.
But seriously...
I don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life. I have a major in Communications/Advertising, but I have absolutely zero interest in pursuing that as a career. I studied it to satisfy my own personal interest.
I would much rather be on my way to be radio dj on a respected station, such as KCRW or something. If in twenty years I am one of those midnight dj's at KCRW, I think I will have gone far beyond my own expectations for myself, and quite happy.
But then again, that's just what's on my mind for this week. -
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0o0o0oh u nasty. my penis looks like a number eight, followed by several equal signs (equating a shaft), and topped off with a uppercase D (for Daniel)
8========D
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there'll be bacon, eggs, sausages and bacon. orange juice, cranberry juice, apple juice, coffee, and an expresso machine that glows blue and shoots out a big cloud of steam whenever you make your selection.
there'll be a big long conference table, but most people will opt to sit at the smaller circular table where everyone can see everyone else's faces.
it will be early, but everyone will be well prepared.
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One word: mellow. Well, at least at the beginning. I want nothing more than for me and the girl to feel comfortable. Dating can be weird. I like the situation of being on a ‘date’; I think it’s exciting and fun because of all the ambiguity, uncertainty, and anticipation that goes on. The first thing I want to do on a first date is talk with the person, dive in and get to know what they’re all about. Feel them out mentally for a bit. Either indirectly or directly. I like heavy conversation with a stranger right off the bat, but I also know most people don’t, so my approach is to figure out a way to create an enjoyable experience that lets someone open up, without being too serious. It’s tough though; I really like being seriousness yet I really like being totally silly/wacky. I jump between the two and see if the girl can roll with it. :)
If you had asked me as recently as a year or so ago my answer probably would have been totally different. I used to try and be Mr. Suavamente-Love-Doctor, inviting them to the craziest party, or coolest-most-poppin’ event I could imagine. Then the next date would be a weekend getaway to a small quaint PCH beach town at a bed and breakfast, wining and dining. Okay maybe not that, but basically living large and just being ridiculous.
I still like to live larger-than-life and do a bunch of dope shit that most girls who like to have fun would be totally into, but I’m not going to invite them to that part of me right off the bat. -
I would ice you tenfold. My ice would be so much better than your ice you'll be like "deeyam, bro." I have been scheming up ways to ice fold. I wake up in the morning and get down on one knee and pray to the ice gods. I am so all about icing bros, whenever I actually buy ice to ice people with, the cashier asks for my id. As I reach back for my wallet, I give a little smirk and Instead of pulling out my california license, I reach back and pull out the ice I had planted the whole time. ICE THE CASHIER BRO!
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daniel’s Bio
i fly airplanes but haven't yet learned how to take off
