Some call me an "idiotic, ass-shovin of a goat, suck my jeans 

			with the ear weirdo," but i just like to say that i'm lost in an 

			idiom.  



	They also say i want to get in some girl's pants, but that 

is just right out...  You see, while ryan quigley has been defined by one

colin meyer to be one who sits quietly but in reality, girates with pleasure

at the prospect of "getting laid."  I feel i must clarify:



							The ironic behaviors of this individual 

							(i won't tread all over this horse) lead me

							to spew laughter.  This is so far from the 

							truth.  

While my significant other (sic. see here for why she makes me...) at the time

(just joking, but i won't get into that) agreed on the principle that 





	"Paradigms shift as sex turns to love turns to moral 

		turpitude turns to placidity."



I'm sorry, i'm rambling.  This girl...  there's not enough words in this

language we call english to describe how i feel for her..... 

															STOP!!!!



I'm sorry.  I get kinda carried away with that sort of jazz. And now

I'm feeling a bit wasted due to THIS.  So i missed the point of this

discussion with myself.  I will ponder this turn of events and 

return later...



Over and out...