Oct 13th, 2003, 06:36 PM
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Iroquois Jack
Joined: Jan 2002
Location: Montréal
Age: 43
Posts: 672
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Again... wow! Some of you guy posted very detailed (for a forum they are) descriptions! Qjij was even a bit too extreme, but alas, at least now we know more about him than his own mom! Sorry Qjij, just kiddin'!
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Crap... you really think so? 
Guess there's only one way to fix this... say more about myself!
I forgot to mention in my previous post that I am a pure blooded french canadian and that english is in fact my second language. I finished college recently, but I had to take half a year off to 'try' to gather some money for when I go to the university... I hate to have to do that, I feel like I'm wasting my time.
Animals - I like animals a lot... I've had so many animals in my childhood ( mainly cats ) that we didn't have names for them anymore. Right now, I have a small cat that we like to call either Puppet Pal Clam or Kitt and I have a dog ( You know, the one that looks like a sausage? ) and she's called Mimi. She had an accident about a year and a half ago, in which she lost the use of her rear legs and she also became incontinent... Even though the vetenerian said she would never walk again and that it would probably be better to put her to sleep, I decided to keep her and to take care of her. After many months of work, she finally managed to walk a bit and now... she can practically run! 
Weird side - Okay, for some strange reason... I like to annoy my cat up to the point where he decides he has had enough and finally attacks me and makes me bleed. I... I... like the feeling that those scratchs give me. They make me feel somewhat... more alive.
I feel somewhat dead inside... and I think it's due to a lack of the factor 'choice' in my childhood. It's hard to say if it's a good thing or a bad thing though... it seems to have made me unable to care for people ( other than animals ). I'm not saying I hate everyone... simply that, I can't seem to be able to 'love' someone deeply. It's not part of my brain fonctions... I find this emotion stupid and pointless.
Still, I'm a nice guy... really.
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