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I am a certified nag (certified on three counts). I like raw beef. I love Yuri's Revenge and Brood War. Rolling cannabis relaxes me. I consider myself a connoisseur when it comes to the good herb. I hate people who label it a drug or demon weed, or whatever their paranoid brains come up with. I love Jim Beam (especially with cola). I like road trips. I am a Count by bloodline. I love the sea and sailing. I hate governments (even if i studied Political Science). I love tripping out on the beach to beautiful trance or classical music. I like capiz lanterns on a huge acacia tree. I hate it when friendster goes on the fritz when I try to save my profile. I think that people who believe in wars should be the ones to fight it. I strongly believe in "conspiracy theories"; UFOs, 9/11, and the Illuminati (or New World Order) to name a few. I love oysters. I like making herb/alcohol infusions.My heart has been split in the form of three mischievous mestizos that are my sons, and glued back together by their sister, Zion. I adore my ten cats. I hate people that my cats hate. I am proud of my "monster bong" (and am amazed at how the herb is magnified when using it). I love smoking up with my Meggie, and exploring our infinite minds. I like walking around Cebu in flip-flops. My ideal hangout time with friends is spent hotboxing and playing "double-jeopardy-jenga" in the guest room (sound too familiar, guys...?). I cry when I watch beautiful movies. I am hypnotized by guns and knives. I love lox and bagels. I like walking the dirty downtown streets and getting good bargains. I love flea markets and garage sales. I like to watch episode after episode of CSI and Lost until I get sick of it (or run out of episodes, which is more the case...). I detest the politicians who grow rich by stealing from the poor. I love lying down on a yacht deck and watching the Palawan night sky, counting shooting stars. I want to have a house in Tangier. I love searching for old chateaus and castles on the net (searching for the one we lost...?). I sit in the office, close my eyes, and am transported to a dinky cafe by the coast of Maine.I want to lay me down in the middle of the Sahara on a moonlit night and smoke from a hookah while being caressed by the stars...