Alan Wong
Finding new and innovative ways to be weird since 1971. What can I say about me? Hmm....well, I like to procrastinate, evidently, judging by the amount of time I've spent on here since I joined. Um...I can look rather cute if my photo is anything to go by, but only after about 134 ugly shots of me have been taken...let's see...I've got some spunk, I guess, but not the kind that Lou Grant hates (that one's for all you Mary Tyler Moore fans out there--you know who you are)...I'm well-traveled (50% funded by my parents, 50% funded by me)...I'm quite bright when I'm lucid, which these days doesn't seem to be all that often...I'm wildly romantic, especially when I'm with a guy...I like blueberries...and chocolate...sometimes I like blueberries covered in chocolate (but not chocolate covered in blueberries--that's just weird)...I'm a smart dresser, but a dumb stripper...I hate math (but I'll do it)...I have two iPods...I still think it's the 80s...I have a huge crush on Gerard Butler (and this was even BEFORE 300)...I find Justin Timberlake intolerable...I'm short and cuddly (unless I'm drunk, then I'm just short and limp)...I dance like a maniac...I think they should ban The Timewarp from wedding receptions...I believe I can fly...I believe I can touch the sky...I'm made of carbon and water...I can sing like Ethel Merman...I once had a floppy-eared bunny named Harvey (though she was carried off by a giant hawk in Connecticut--poor Harvey)...I placed 2nd last in a 20 km roller race at the 2006 Outgames in Montreal (woo hoo!)...I had the chicken pox when I was 17...I'm gay AND homosexual...lesbians like me...my nails could use a clipping...I once had a gay punk band stay at my apartment in Fredericton (Pansy Division, for those who care)...I'm not big on public farting...I took the cookie from the cookie jar (who me? couldn't be!)...I was born in a small town...but I don't live in a small town...I'm running out of things to write about me...I'm wondering if this box will end soon...I hear music outside...I should really get back to work...I like to procrastinate...I said that already...I think we all become cloves of garlic when we die...I feel like I'm writing into a void...I think I'll stop here...I don't think anybody is reading this anymore...I think this was all for naught...
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