Getting Away with Schmidt

Schmidt Talk Radio is looking for average, everyday people (bonus if you're more on the homely-side), to model and/or act for our promotional website advertising, and short infomercials/commercials (though you may or may not be selected to participate in one or all), as part of a 'different type' of dating website, to be a spoof of actual (less-than wholesome) dating sites. Desired candidates will hopefully possess non-desirable traits, or habits (however, behavior should be subtle-enough to be believable (not too over the top). So, go ahead, America... Give us your most grungy side, and your most deplorable behavior! Email submissions will be accepted once you have been initially selected. This exposure might just get you famous, so... pull out your best (uh.... "worst" face), and let the world get to know YOU!! Interested Applicants can go to SchmidtTalk.com , and fill out form for consideration. (Accepting Submissions From All Regions.)

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"Fluffy" was a wonderful present to my daughter from one of her friends. :-)

I'm fixin' to leave at half past four, I got 2 stops to make once i head out the door. My head is aching and my heart's in my hand. Relationships are something i just don't understand. If my past is any testament to this decree, then I should tell suitors not to bother with me. I'm damaged and broken, the prognosis is such, that I'd run in an instant when pressure's too much. Of course I have values, and dreams, and notions, that just don't intersect when mixed with emotions. Of course my heart's heavy whenever I fail. The scars on my heart leave a discernible trail. Nevertheless, it's the path I know best. I'll just pick up my heart and stuff it back in my chest. If there's anything certain I could say of myelf, my heart is still beating in spite of itself. Except I like to walk the safe-line with friendship and mirth, and be certain my feet stay planted firmly on Earth...

I have a date with something orangey & liquidy when I get off work... And I'll probably end up on the floor later. No, it's not Mop & Glo.

Today was unbelievably depressing. I am still trying to make sense of everything... of how to trust people I thought I could trust. Unfortunately, I am just left with my thoughts for tonight, as my friend Missy is not available to talk. She has a migraine. I hope she feels better soon. I feel so godamned lost. I can't explain... Spinning my wheels lost... and slightly unloved and even a bit misled. But then again, all I have to go on is my own thoughts right now... until I can talk with certain people and possibly try to iron things out...