So apart from creating a whole FaceBook page {http://www.facebook.com/uzi.solen} to hunt you [because I've really got wayy too much time in my hands].. I tried ringing some random number I got off the net a coupla days ago that was linked to some Utah profile of yours. Here's how it went :
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Mr. Solen
So I finally rang up this number I found on the net where a 29 year old "Derek Solen" supposedly lives at. It's amazing what kinds of personal information is available for a price over the net these days.. I didn't pay for anything for this number I got, but I'd've ta if I wanted to know every other information of him.
I asked for Uzi when the man picked up over the other line.
"Uzi? No, I'm afraid you got the wrong number."
"Derek Solen? No?"
"Derek?"
"Yea, I'm looking for Derek Solen."
"Derek doesn't live here," I was ecstatic the man even acknowledges a Derek Solen lived there [whether or not he's the guy I'm lookin' for], "..Derek lives in Japan."
..and so I left my e-mail with the man [who said he was Derek's father] and here I am-- waiting to see if it's Uzi who'll be receiving it.
If it is --
Reply, already!
\m/ Isz
- Mood:
hopeful
I just don't. know. how. to.
- Music:Silverchair - Cemetry
Once again: how do you know you've forgotten something ..when you've already forgotten it. Surely this means I can still find you.
- Music:Karma hotel -Spooks
Just be mute so sooner or later, I could give myself the benefit of forgetting how you sound. at. all. so I could just-- stop. hating.
- Location:in my head. all over.
- Mood:
irate - Music:..as if i can bloody h e a r these days, right?
WANTED Mark Nuckols, creator of Hufu REWARD USD$500 or [One night with me!] |
Ladies and gentlemen,
I. am. dead. serious.
Real disappointed finding out the website closed down in 2006, just.. sighs. Shoulda meself it when it came out, damnit. Anyone knows how to contact the dude who makes them or even knows how to make 'em?
Dying for a piece o' human meat,
Tummy grumbles.
- Music:coma Black - Marilyn Manson
[e.g.: ]
So I was just having this conversation with an old highschool friend o mine on jealousy, aight. An issue I've been battling since my break-up almost two years ago.. I can't help but feel like my biggest mistake in my previous relationship was not having any decent amount of jealousy in it [ here's me concluding post-break-up that there's such a thing as decent jealousy ]. I had close to none and I'd wanted to know why I'm only pressuring myself to see maybe I should've had, or, have, it to secure one [ a relationship ].
And to this, an my friend whom I'd avoided my whole highschool life, only to meet up with him now, says: to him, it would be as if a girl didn't get jealous over him, it would mean that she didn't care about him.
Correct me, too, now, because I know he's wrong,
Somebody.
- Location:Realms of foundless jealousy.
- Music:Persian-speaking.
- Mood:Hardly cryptic.
- Music:Nada.
not
funny.
- Music:Keane - We Might As Well Be Strangers
there was this sudden loud bing-bang-boom from neighbours upstairs earlier.. perhaps something fell, it was loud. something massive, maybe.. somehow it frightened me.
no connection to any specific memor[y](ies), but it'd brought back the creeps and worry-wot in me. Like, the instant I heard it, I fell silent as it did, for a moment before going off wondering if they might be having a fight, these upstairs neighbours.
no other sound gave me the impression there might be a fight. not at all. just this loud tadak-tungg sound from the ceiling above.
and then i go: ..are they fighting, is there a fight? should i ring some authority?
still,
silence, only, now.
- Location:.stuck.
- Mood:
scared - Music:it took t h r e e songs to finish just this post. [Not So Pretty Now - NiN]