NinetyofSixteen
Pretty sad, and proud of it.
The Basics
Age:
47
Gender:
Male
Race:
Caucasian
Location:
27 Miles Between Salisbury and Cambridge
Maryland
United States
The Details
Appearance: Stylish, ScruffySmoking: Occaisional smokerSexual Orientation: Straight
About Me
n, I would like to state that I happen to be a sincerely unique and intriguing gentleman of polite and respectful character. Although this fact is nearly impossible to believe, given the boorish behavior of nearly every male on earth, I am the genuine real deal. Seriously,
I know FOR SURE that I am NOT a filthy, diseased, leper. Or, maybe I just look like one, and that's why no one loves me. I WANT A GIRLFRIEND GODDAMNT!!!
One day there was me...
THEN, there was my brain...
What happened next was reprehensible.
I'm from NYC. I now live nowhere. It's quiet here.
What I'm Looking For
Someone who can turn me into a lotophage, or Lotus Eater, like from from Homer's Odyssey. The Lotus-Eaters are a 'race of people from an island near North Africa dominated by lotus plants. The lotus fruits and flowers were the primary food of the island and were narcotic and addictive, causing the people to sleep in peaceful apathy.' Wikipedia has good clip of the passage describing this.
"When they had eaten and drunk I sent two of my company to see what manner of men the people of the place might be, and they had a third man under them. They started at once, and went about among the Lotus-Eaters, who did them no hurt, but gave them to eat of the lotus, which was so delicious that those who ate of it left off caring about home, and did not even want to go back and say what had happened to them, but were for staying and munching lotus with the Lotus-eaters without thinking further of their return; nevertheless, though they wept bitterly I forced them back to the ships and made them fast under the benches."
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