"what is love?" you may ask (pardon my frank incoherantness) i used to have an answer, but now im not sure. i think i was wrong, i think i expected to much from love. now there is a void where love once stood. im trying to fill it in with sand, but its not working. my friends are not helping. i try to have a conversation with some one and they just say a few words and walk away. i had to deal with this for 7 HOURS STRAIGHT and i am damn tired. i need some sleep, but i dont feel it coming. maybe i can fill that void with sand too...

inspirations: techno/trance/dream/club/happy hardcore/jungle/dance music - ambient and soundscape music - fire! - and my misconception that all problems can be filled in with sand!

relationship status: single, not quite looking, not quite not looking, not quite sure

passtime: i am so addicted to Dance Dance Revolution! besides that, writing

strange factoid/quote: "Under such extreme heat, wear and degradation is inevitable!! Parts break after overuse!! This is why toaster pastries will burst into flame if you dont keep an eye on them, you sacs of bladder waste!!!" ~ Happy Noodle Boy

strange factoid/quote 2: "sand has many uses. It can fill many holes and can be sprinkled on food to ward off 2-d paper cut out bambi dolls! it can also be used to make beaches! hurray" ~ the voice in the back of my head, right next to the one telling me to GET A LIFE

~CHEERS~