I think I'm afraid to tell people what I'm thinking. I have no idea why this happens, and I wonder why it is only now that I am realizing this.

I am for the most part expressionless, excuse the fits of laughter and mania that occur in my apartment, my comfort zone. I hate being read, but I read everyone I meet. And yes, I know.

I stare at the ground while walking mostly because I don't want to talk to you, or solicit your smalltalk. Sorry, but it's true.

If you are a homeless man and you ask me for money I will give it to you. I'm the worst sucker. So, please don't ask because I'm almost broke.

I think that I really, really need to get a bike.

I really think that George Bush is a moron. It seems like everyone's forgotten about Nader already. Don't give up Ralph!