Blog Created: 4/4/09
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Main blog:Blind Travels
Education:High school, Bachelors degree
Religion:Not religious
Service Attendance:Never
Location:United Kingdom, Canterbury

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Body Size:Slender
Height:6' 0" (183 cm)
Eyes:Dark Brown
Hair Color:Light Brown
Hair Style:Straight - Medium
Skin Tone:Tan

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Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Astrological Sign:Scorpio (Oct 24 - Nov 21)
Liquor:Social drinker. One or two
Your Home:Live with roommate(s)
Likes:Water; England; antique books; libraries; history; laughter; tea; brushing my teeth; my younger brother; quirkiness; honesty
Dislikes:Liars; manipulation; the smell of old cigarettes; trash; goats; drunks

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People just wouldn't really get it, I don't think. I had no claim over him. Come to think of it, he didn't have any over me, either. Maybe that's why it worked out so well. He had one of those easy smiles -- the sort that you can't help but respond to in kind. His eyes were light, something I've always liked, and would crinkle around the edges just a little with age that his smile denied. I think the best thing was the way he was never serious. Things always have a way of going sour when you're serious about them, but when it's all just about having a...
It's silly. It's really quite silly, the more I think about it. Every time I move, I'm upset. It's not so much the relocation as the strange little quirks of the new place I'm living, like the leak in the ceiling here that simply won't go away (and causes the 'maintenance' man to tear an ever-larger hole in my ceiling), the fridge that won't stay functional, molding wooden floors, uncaulked shower, lack of mouldings in some rooms, and iffy heating (non-functional right now, as a matter of fact). Then again, compare this place and its headaches with the flats in Canters. Everything...
A New England Autumn
It's a Sunday evening, and the sun has already dipped below the housing-line, the painted rainbow of restored victorian houses dimming a bit as the golden-orange light disappears behind spires, chimneys, and rooftops. Everyone is moving, not necessarily home, and not necessarily with a destination in mind, but moving nonetheless, by foot, bike, moped, skateboard, piggy-back -- whatever. Some dawdle with dogs, other chide their children along at a faster pace. My sky isn't quite cloudy, yet somehow just not a clear blue, the clouds closest to the sun slightly yellow and white. There's a...
It's so easy to fall for someone, especially when they reciprocate. What I don't understand is why people are always so guarded. I know that I've hit on this subject before (if not here, then somewhere else), but it just never ceases to astound me. We all are so open about things at first, and then slowly but surely we start shutting ourselves down. I know it's not just me who does this, because it's been done to me. If you don't want to flay yourself open for someone, then don't start to do so and then decide it's a little too painful. Why is it that nobody knows how to be all or nothing...

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