Oh Sherrie

this is a little embarrassing, but when I was about ten or eleven, I had a strange crush on steve perry, from journey fame.

it was his single, oh sherrie, that drew me in. the video was on MTV quite often, and I developed a fascination for him. i am guessing this is what constitutes as a crush...a fascination?

there is something still enjoyable about the song, and when i looked at photos of steve, i was fascinated that i still found him attractive. it kind of explains a lot of things, like my immense attraction to large noses, and why i dated the only true head banger back in grade 5....the only person i dated, actually.

all of this leads me to the wonderful photoshopped work you see above. i call it "a delicious steve perry sandwich!"

enjoy!

my street is tiny.

there are about 17 houses, maximum, on my little street.
double dead end street. it is pretty easy to notice what is going on on the street.

well, it would appear that someone living in the house next door is wanted by johnny law. i know because they came to my door asking me about my neighbor, and if i knew what houses where rentals. i am not going to pretend i know why the fuck the cops want to know which houses are rentals, that is just what the awkward cop asked me. poor kid hadn't the slightest idea what gender role to put me in, kept going back and forth from sir to madman, not that i mind.

the point of all this?

well, it would appear that there are two paddy wagons and one cruiser waiting for my neighbor to arrive home, i am guessing with the intention of bringing him into the station to do whatever it is they do here. the thing is, they are parked right outside the house. in plain view!

do they really think the kid is just going to walk into his front door without any indication that perhaps he may be in some sort of danger?

would he really go home?

it really is some sort of sting operation. amazing.

Too Much Fun.

i think maybe my star trek obsession is out of control.

You are Jean-Luc Picard

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my insomnia is back.

leaving me hours of night time internet foolishness.

Your Score: Outcast Genius

73 % Nerd, 60% Geek, 52% Dork

For The Record:



A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.

A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.

A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.



You scored better than half in all three, earning you the title of: Outcast Genius.



Outcast geniuses usually are bright enough to understand what society wants of them, and they just don't care! They are highly intelligent and passionate about the things they know are *truly* important in the world. Typically, this does not include sports, cars or make-up, but it can on occassion (and if it does then they know more than all of their friends combined in that subject).



Outcast geniuses can be very lonely, due to their being outcast from most normal groups and too smart for the room among many other types of dorks and geeks, but they can also be the types to eventually rule the world, ala Bill Gates, the prototypical Outcast Genius.



Congratulations!





Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST

Link: The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test written by donathos on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

this

made my guts hurt.

face punching gone wrong.

I imagine that punching a Jem'Hader in the face would hurt, as Commander Ben Sisko had to during the attack.

i just got myself a chin up bar so i can be ripped like james t kirk. look out sexy aliens.

Starting Off

okay, okay. so the accident wasn't tragic, and i am not bleeding profusely. the tragic reference was directed towards the ridiculous nature of my accident. my bike and i fell over last night while in a stand still position.


yes i am very awkward.

bleeding profusly.

my leg is so cut up from a tragic bike ride home, i hesitate to expand.

grateful.

i am so happy i am not being chased by a dinosaur. it is all i have thought about for the past few days. i have started to worry that i may run into a dinosaur around the corner and cannot bike away fast enough.

i am developing some sort of dino-phobia.