Coffee, anyone?

Bitter?
No.  Don't you get it?!?
I am because, well, I didn't ... I hardly even know her!

OK.  In the semester of the fall of 1998, my brain obsessed over 5 young ladies, none of which panned out.
That's one of the few problems of Mudd.
Here I am, a nice guy.  I mean, for whom else could Martin get 15 beautiful young ladies to come and shower?
Very few.
How ironic.  Martin's getting the females for me.
If he put this energy towards getting some himself, look where he could be now.

Oh, find your own way back to my home page.

Ah, yes, the mad rantings of a young man who hasn't had a date that's meant qqch to both parties.

Bitter II
Last updated 1/7/99, in a fit of bitterness.
This page will only be updated in fits of bitterness, so don't worry.
the information is accurate.
My life is as I have said.
Believe it.