being afraid of life...

i have been sharing with quite a few people lately, how their life is...

quite frankly, everyone is looking for a job, or a means to pay bills... just yesterday, i talked to a fellow named dave c., and he has founded a company called the new york social network, and works with 8 minute dating in manhattan. he may just be one of the coolest people i've met (on the phone, yet to physically meet). while sharing with him on the phone, i found out that my dreams of being a matchmaker, love finder and passion sharer... he said something very poignant... i lead them to water, it's their choose to drink. the one couple which he actually 'matched' ended in divorce. he is directly/indirectly responsible for about 60 marriages. how cool...

on every page, and every space, there should be contrast. on the other side, there is an old college roommate that i had shared less than a year with. his code name is peach boy... if you are of japanese origin, you might understand what i'm talking about. he's my age, and researching and re-centering his life around script writing... that's pretty damn amazing considering he came from an electrical engineering background. pretty effin groovy, but not having felt the intimacy and surrealistic effects of love and passion has held him back. actually he is in love with rachel mcadams, and i don't know what that means, but he has 2 way telepathic communication with her. that's neat isn't it?

let me go to the gym before i turn into a pile of poop...

all the best to you and yours,
may the force be with you,
ymjk