"I would love to know how your mind works"
"Do you really want to know how Geoff's mind works?"
To which my reply could've been, "Can you actually fathom how my mind works?"

I buy motorcycle magazines to look at the bikes, the babes on the cover are just a bonus.


I buy car magazines to look at the engines.


I bought an Alfa Romeo because I like how you change from first gear into second. (among other things)

I would probably read the articles in a playboy magazine too.



I keep saying how when I move out, my room and house will be neat and with everything in its place; while my room is a mess.
However when at work, any work. Everything is in its place and neat.

Normal walls cannot contain me.
Conventional Weapons cannot kill me.

I am the big bad wolf, (but the cartoon version)

I can think of a million different angles, ways of doing things and ideas, but follow thorough none.

I am a show off.
I am not one to boast.



You really want to know how my mind works?
I've been telling you all along. But not with words.
Its in my choice of watch, in my choice of car, in my choice of movie, in my choice of music, and whatver you may think. Its in the choice of my friends.


Maybe I'm complicated because of my multiple simplicity?





































...maybe this was just a taste?