Don't remind me!
I do not have the physical structures nor the mental facilities to have sex. In fact, I'm not only anhedonic, but I'm euphymic. Meaning; I can't enjoy anything! I can feel crappy or crappier. Those are my choices. That's why I seem to be sadistic, since I sometimes try to maim those who attack me. I'm not. I'm just jealous. Bastards... >:|
That's also why I'm a human guinea pig. Keeps me optimistic. $$$
Kwayn 'Anonymous' Xenophon ... no, I'm not lying. Don't have to. It's the horrible truth. And, no, I'm not on drugs... besides antidepressants and hormones. Crack would be nice, but I don't need it to be 'messed up,' either! >:^) HM! I wonder if it's neurologically possible for me to feel a 'high'... only one way to find out, I guess...
"Of course I have an imaginary friend! His name is Bernie!"
"You know Bernie?"
The story behind the pic: 'Patchwork Willy' is my avatar, 12" framed, and on my wall now. I just happened to be next to him when he yawned. This fairgoing alpaca's color picture won me my third 4-H trip to the State Fair in a row way back when! I showed Willy my 'Best in Show plaque.' He wasn't thrilled. (Yes, it IS in focus, by some fluke, trust me.) 'Adventures With Adjustable Cameras' Woo. No one told me you had to be competent with a camera AND have people skills! That was my only downfall. So much for bribing the judges.
WHAT?!?! It's the right size, right amount of pixels, and I entered in jpg, png, and gif versions! Could someone please tell me what I'm doing wrong?!!?!? Until you do, I won't change/shorten this!