Memoirs of Me On Top of a Snowy Hill Called Life

The internet exploded in my lifetime and, despite my youth, I have never been one to embrace it. One those damning qualities that made me nauseous and let out a sigh of despair would have to be blogging. I have had many ask me to read their blog and I although I would politely tell them I would check it out, in reality I wondered, 'who in the hell in their right mind would would want to waste their time reading some asshole's own personal thoughts and opinions?' Now here I am, just another asshole with his own personal thoughts and opinions and so who cares? Well, that's just the idea, isn't it? I have nothing new or earth shattering to add to the mix and most, if not everyone, will find this just as repetitive and boring as the next. Now this may not be the best way to try and trick readers into partaking in my irate and perverse mind, however it does show a sense of honesty on my part.

There is not exact or precise format for this blog other than to just give me a means to vent and discuss my daily life, of which is far more intriguing than I would like it be. I am a very simple person who is just trying to satisfy my simple needs, but as with everyone else there are many roadblocks that try to steer you away from achieving your destination.

Have you ever been to a job interview and they ask that stupid-ass question, if you were to describe myself using words what would they be? Normally I have a hard time answering because I know what they want to hear, hard-working, ambitious, goal-oriented. The trouble is that I cannot be truthful with this question, so here is my opportunity to answer the question appropriately...Bastard, Dick, Arrogant, Addict, Writer, Student, Teacher, Son, Friend, Enemy, Brother, Uncle, Ex-Boyfriend x4, Lover, Hater, Peaceful, Violent, Desperate, Hopeless, Perverted, Horny, Celibate, Prude. There are more but the gist is self-explanatory, although it would be awesome to be able to be that honest during the interview. Other than that, here is a little backstory. ..

My name is Tim Duncan but my alias on here is Dick Sanford, which is my would-be porn star name. I am 22 years old and will readily admit that I am by all means not the master of the universe with advance knowledge on all subjects. I attend school at IUPUI or Indiana University-Purdue University of Indianapolis for long. My intent is graduate with a BS in Psychology and declare myself pre-med for an eventual and hopeful medical degree in psychiatry. Needless to say I am on the first step of a long stairway to self-actualization.
I have five brothers varying in ages from 42 to 30 and one estranged sister. My mother is and always has been a huge influence in my life. My father has been deceased for over 8 years, however prior to was severely brain damaged for years following a massive stroke. My mother remarried when I was 11 and we moved to Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where my step-father met and then moved back home Indy once he retired. I have a small group of friends, one lives here and has a wife and son, while the other lives in California in the Marines. Nearly two years ago, I buried a buddy who died in Iraq. I have been involved in a few relationships that resulted in a shit-storm along with several rusty nails up my ass and pounds of salt in my already gaping wounds. To clarify, I was involved with several females, all of whom fucked me over. Because of this, I really do not believe in love or the one-on-one relationship in general although I am not completely opposed to learn how to believe again....given the right circumstances.

That is really enough for now, I may drop some subtle fun facts about myself in the future.

Now onto the main event...Big Breasts. I don't really have too much to say about this subject but I at least wanted to throw something into this first post other than mindless rants about myself. I digress, what is this fascination with big breasts? I may be a few years too slow but then again I am new to blogging. I love tits, as most heterosexual guys do, however the size doesn't bother me too much. I am not opposed to big breasts but it is not really something I look for in a female. In fact, fun story, I dated a girl with huge breasts and she met my brother, who told me afterward how busty she was and I never really even noticed. That being said, I will say that I would prefer if the chick was kind of chesty and not completely flat-chested, so much so that she is reminiscent of an adolescent boy. Now, I am probably the most perverse and sick-minded bastard that anyone will ever meet and I am saying now that the size of tits doesn't sway me in any way other than straight up. ;-)

Be That As It May, These Are Simply Memoirs of a Work in Progress...