Charles Meigs

Charles Meigs проживает в городе Харьков, Украина. Родной город - Bellevue, Washington (state, not the cap. Рожден в год Крысы по китайскому гороскопу, знак зодиака Скорпион. В настоящий момент Charles 42 года, не женат. Из открытых источников получены следующие сведения: информация о высшем и среднем образовании.

I’m a twenty-one (yeah, twenty-four, now)year old former beauty pageant winner whose idea of a good time is to get in a ramshackle bus and travel five thousand miles away from you. Well, not most of you. I'm just kind of indifferent about you, Luna Brothers. I guess these people don't use vkontakte. Whatever. I’ve been to forty (this is now SIXTY) or so countries, two fake ones (THREE), fifty states, etc. I’ve never been to the moon, but I have ground up real moon rocks into a fine dust and snorted a line of it…off of Moon Unit Zappa. I spend most of my time writing stuff, daydreaming about going to prom with various figures from the Bourbon restoration, and waiting out the end of my collegiate career. Next year, I intend to go somewhere where the standard of living is so poor that I can have my mid-life crisis fifteen years early, and will probably teach there or something. Look out for a headline suggesting “Twenty-something American and beloved Eritrean soccer mascot goat drive off the Dahlak Islands in Porsche; Porsche totaled, coming around February ’08. I’ve been called a decent guy by like three or four people. Sure, it’s been followed almost immediately by a qualifying “but, but it’s still something. At other times, I can be ornery. If I hug you, I’m probably trying to get into your pants, so I've been told. I’m also pretty willing to sacrifice romantic relationships for the sake of things being spelled properly. That’s pretty much it for the critical review section. Note: this section is no longer true. I drink...a lot. I’m a teetotaler. I’d be willing to go get a beer with you…in Pyongyang, maybe. I’m pretty much the antithesis of a college student, a sixty-five year-old curmudgeon in a twenty-year-old’s body. I think tattoos and body piercings and all sorts of counterculture nonsense offend my Eisenhower-era throwback sensibilities. I want you to get off my figurative lawn and take your damn Nerf ball with you. I’m a borderline anorexic teddy-bear, really. Central Asian town of the millennium (I can't update things weekly): Jizzax, Uzbekistan I speak Turkish (can understand Azeri, Turkmen, Uzbek, Uyghur), Arabic, and Spanish pretty well. If you know anybody who wants to exchange practice in these languages for English or whatever, please let me know. If you know anybody who is studying these languages and wants help in them, I can help. I'm also interested in learning Russian (well, I'm here) and Farsi.

Traveling, movies that aren't terrible, the Middle East, Central Asia