August 2011
i will never have kids
not that i have anything against kids, but damn. after watching three boys for only three days, i’m just about dead. it’s weird to be back in my own house, with internet access and a TV without parental blocks on any show with a rating over Y-7.
i love my house. i’m gonna have a beer and fall asleep naked. privacy and solitude are so incredibly overrated
*and by overrated, i of course mean underrated, SEAN. i think it’s pretty obvious i did that on purpose :p
July 2011
i’ve created a new drinking game: every time my mom sighs when a male designer on Project Runway does something “flamboyant”, i take a shot.
i will be forever wasted.
Ok, I know this is quite random but I was going through your blog and in one post you mentioned the Bay Area... which I am assuming is where you live, correct?
PS. Your blog is kind of awesome possum and I like how you describe scenarios with pictures lol
yep, bay area born and raised :) i live a little south of san francisco, which is honestly just frustrating because living in the city would be so much nicer than living in the ‘burbs
and thanks :D awesome possum is pretty high up there on the compliment scale, so i’m excessively flattered
i swear, if i hear one more person say that guys can't be bisexual
i will go have sex with a guy, then have sex with a girl, then give you all the super-sexy details and tell you to suck my bisexual dick. because i’m sure it wouldn’t mind what gender you are. i mean seriously now
i'm honestly so sexually frustrated right now, i'm about 5 seconds away from going out to the sidewalk and having sex with the next person who drives by
You're pretty fun to ask questions, so I'll ask you numbers 14, 34, 40, and 55. :D
I honestly don’t know what my greatest achievements are…i saved a stray cat once and got it adopted, that was pretty spiffy
This sounds odd, but if somebody is mouth-breathing near me in a cramped space, i internally freak out.
Probably the most traumatic experience for me was waking up after my whole suicide attempt thing. Actually I don’t know if it was traumatic so much as odd. Also i ran over a raccoon one time, and ended up dragging it like 2 miles until it fell out from behind my car. I felt like such an uber-douche
MOIST. it’s such an awkward word. like, even if you’re talking about cake, it still makes me feel weird. words don’t usually upset me, but i guess i get bothered if somebody says something when they’re trying to hurt somebody. the usual offensive words are the general culprits…
8... 25... 44~
my biggest turnoffs are probably people who are really self-centered, or just cocky in general. there’s not a lot that can change my opinion of a person if they constantly act like a dick :p also people who wear crocs. i know they’re comfy, but it’s like really, your feet look ridiculous
if i had my way, my future will consist of me getting my phd and moving to Belize to excavate Maya sites for the rest of my life, but in reality i can pretty much afford to get my bachelors, then run around frantically trying to find any paying archaeology jobs
right now i’m hearing a mixture of Etta James and what sounds suspiciously like my car getting hit with rocks :| i’m choosing to focus on the former
