Dysgeusia

A few times I wonder into an oblivion.  Almost in an instance I regard health, and attempt to get it back ASAP.  I remember once near the end of High School, I came home and found the word b-a-n-n-a-n-a-s didn't read like it was said to be read.  Linguistics have been a popular subject since then, and I've noticed a lot of language isn't necessary if you've got love on your mind.  In fact it is safe to say that I will be pursuing some more work in linguistics with my present graduates degree…

I'm really empty.  At this point I'm in a waiting pro state.  Knowing that the future only brings better givings, and I am really just in a stalemate.  I want friends and popularity, but I lack the inertia, or some of the complete package.  Honestly, I am a friendly person, but people always seem to be in another sphere.  Hopefully I will stumble across a good group of people who enjoy giving and experiencing life to the fullest.  I cannot turn my back on this ambitious project. 

Of course for my second attempt at Doctorate, this time age approbations and counts under Basque; I'm still getting shafted on "referrals."  Not only is this a class issue, having a written to printed smack of the bottom during a preface war in entailment (The nineteen eighties child I am must at…

Dear BB,

Headline reads: Shucked and Jived out of Memphis!

A late arrival to Puerto Vallarta's gay pride event, recompensed my generosity in the faith of men and women, brave even.  *Breathing diaspora in *stature waiting for hand(s) in passing giving energy and intelligence a diplomatic post…