Rhoads

...can I borrow someone's? I need to work on my sweet bod. You know, bod?

 

PS - you are all so good looking today.

Oh hi! As of this week, I've had mental thoughts of shaving the beard upon my face region. "But Jeff, why? Oh do please tell?" Ok ok, you twisted my arm. Since the start of 2008, I have been off the dating market. I pulled myself out of the game. No particular reason for this, other than my extreme and utter boredom of going on dates and then wanting to hang myself during said dates. I haven't met/talked to anyone interesting in years. It's true! Thus, I began a hermit like state, letting my beard grow into a monster, letting my hair grow long like a maniac, and basically living a life that consists of walking to 7-11 in order to obtain Iron Man slurpees. (It has a special taste) However, that being said, I'm thinking maybe it's time to shed the beard, and re-emerge into the world as a SMOKING HOT DUDE. It's true - I could shave this beard right now and then lurk by the gas station for any SWEET BABE pumping 5 dollar gas. I could possibly use this pick up line - "Hey slut, listen - wanna give me a ride to my apartment? Yea, it's that one two buildings down." What a romancer I am! But seriously, I think the beard has got to go - unless anyone objects?

.............is still missing. DANG.

Hey/hi/hello,

Ok, so this morning I woke up pretty early, and I felt like I didn't sleep at all. I stared at the wall for 20 minutes with no clue who I was. I'm a weird morning person it seems. And I've come to realize something. And that something is this. Me, Jeff, as a single man in this world planet, enjoys the contact of a female person. Crazy, I know. Cuddling during sleep is the single greatest way to make my sleep-time worthwhile. It allows me to awaken with a clear mind and excitement for the approaching day. I currently am lacking such contact.

Thus, I have recently filled this void with either cuddling with 1) a pillow or 2) my polar bear stuffed animal named Polar Bear. He is a good friend. PB is also large enough to convince myself in the dead of night that a lady friend has accepted my embrace. It's sorta working so far, yet, the touch of a true lady can never be replaced.

 

I will now spend the day daydreaming of spooning.

 

Your pal,

Jeff

Oh hey yea, Ok. So yea. Totally. Without a doubt. For sure. Yea. I lost my iPod. I had it, and then, well, I didn't have it. I was listening to it, and then, well, I heard nothing. I love it, and well, now I long for it. I'm not sure how it went missing. I think the powerz of my room decided to take it from me. I did find golf balls under my jacket, but no iPod. Makes sense. MAKESSENSE. I will continue the search. I had Hilary Duff 'So Yetserday' on there. I NEED THAT SHIT. Love you, Jeff