JackRussell From Coquitlam, BC, Canada

From : Coquitlam, BC, Canada

Joined : Sat 14th Oct 2006

Last Logged : Sat 16th Aug 2008

Sex : M

Birthday : Sun 18th Jan 1981

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One time, I saw the most physically beautiful girl on the SkyTrain. Her skin looked like untouched butterscotch pudding. Her hair looked so soft to the touch, you would think your hand was cutting through air. Her eyes were like matching mugs of freshly stirred hot chocolate on white trays.

This was all that could be done to conceal an inner shrew, cleverly clouded in a swirl of charm, charisma and physical perfection once thought to only exist in dreams or Weird Science. The inner lord of war that fed off her destructive tendencies came to manifest via cellular conversations and pseudo-alpha stares in a pathetic attempt at proclaiming superiority over the less physically gifted of her breed.

Well-aware of my attentions and assuming them to be something they were no longer, the shrew was on repose. A barely smile, though directly shot at me, revealed a seasoned charmer, well-read in the art of the hunt. I remained neutral, expression not wearing my disgust but not displaying affection either.

I pulled a pen and notebook out from my duffle bag and began to draw. Every so often, I would look up in her direction. Seeing this and sensing what I was doing, she struck a pristine pose that seemed so natural, I would often find myself forgetting this crystal-like figurine was a human before snapping back to reality. Hearing my cue from the pre-recorded voice, I rose to get off the train.

As I passed the physical marvel who had me entranced the whole trip home, I folded the piece of paper I had drawn on, smiled and handed it to her before getting off the train. Looking in through the window, I watched her expression with great pleasure as she opened up the piece of paper to see this artist's detailed rendition of a balaclava'd man on the SkyTrain masturbating on her expensive dress.

Djembe, Tonette, Bottles, Dookie Rope Chain, found sounds.

Garageband and YouPorn.

used to use FL Studio. trying to get into Doggiebox for Mac.

the imagination machine.

Snowgoons - German Lugers
Non-Phixion - The Future Is Now
N.E.R.D. - Seeing Sounds
My Morning Jacket - Evil Urges
Kings of Leon - Aha Shake Heartbreak
Lil' Wayne - The Carter 3
Slum Village - Fantastic, Vol. 2
Herbie Hancock - Headhunters

A Tribe Called Quest - Midnight Marauders
Cannibal Ox - The Cold Vein
Pharcyde - Bizarre Ride II The...
D'Angelo - Voodoo
Maestro Fresh Wes - Symphony In Effect
Any 1980-87 Prince records
any dope old school/golden era hip-hop

A half hour in the sauna. Construda. Hackysack at Central Park with the Hitthefuckingballbitch Posse. BMX at O.A.T. park. Girls. Sports. Sunsets on the beach. Architecture. Masks. Sunglasses.

Musically...RZA, Kurtis Mantronik, Hank Shocklee, J Dilla, Strange Powers.

the many variations of poo: sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's soft. sometimes it's light, sometimes it's dark. sometimes it's a triple-coiler, sometimes it's nuggets. regardless of the shape, it always feels good to get out of my system and i never feel right keeping it in too long.