SunFyre is written by a guy in a wheelchair, thus "...words from a seated position." However, this journal isn't about being disabled. It's written by someone who spends too much time sitting, staring at a 19" monitor. He's probably more like you than you can imagine. You're sitting now, aren't you?
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I love being a father. My wife is my best friend. I'm a sexual being. I love movies that make me think. I hate bigotry and racism, and consider them sinful. I'm spiritual, but not necessarily religious. I graduated high school at 16 and college at 20. I'm not politically correct. I want to be loved. I enjoy looking at naked women, but wouldn't consider it a career or even a hobby. I swear too much. I use correct grammar and punctuation when writing. I love music. I hate Celine Dion. I read constantly. I have an IQ above 165. I write truth for money and lies for therapy. I'm not pro-choice or anti-abortion. I hate big tobacco. I believe giving credit where credit is due. I believe in substance and style, in that order. I donate to charity but could do more. My hobby is making money. I want both my children to become race car drivers, people think I'm joking when I say that, but I'm not. I never hiccup more than three times. I've had my sneakers since 1987. I've never had a bad day in a tuxedo. I'd love to have sex with a gymnast. I get up every day by 6:30, 7:30 on weekends. I stay up too late. Sometimes I hate being the smartest person in the room. I am afraid of death.