January 2011
I'm not doing the resolution thing.
Every January 1, I make a resolution. Every December 31, I remember that I had made a resolution and probably should’ve remembered to do something about it earlier. So, fuck it. I’m freeballin’ the New Year.
December 2010
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Tiny Tim “Living In The Sunlight”
...
Is it next year yet?
All things considered, 2010 was pretty damn good.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t want 2011 to hurry up and get here.
Last New Year's Eve
In lieu of reblogging some picture of my face, I’ll just tell you what I did.
I went on a party bus. And stopped at a few bars. But last NYE was significant for a couple of reasons.
1. It was the first time I met Maria, who, over the course of the year, would become one of my best friends.
2. Earlier that day, Bruce and I had exchanged numbers. So I spent a good chunk of my evening...
Ever the optimist
Sister: Ugh! I'm covered in dog hair.
Me: Well it's better than being covered in pubes.
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Oh, and I probably shouldn't go on a bike ride...
The doctor put me on steroids so my asthmatic bronchitis doesn’t turn into full blown pneumonia. She also told me to talk to my mom about her smoking, because second-hand smoke is most likely what turned a cold into this shitty mess.
I has a sad.
It’s so lovely outside.
*sigh*
sarkastickunt asked: Okay, we know you and Bruce make the most INSANELY adorable couple ever, but what we don't know is where and when did the first kiss happen??
Waiting for my prescriptions at Target.
Lady: Is someone in the ladies' room?
Me: Oh, I don't know. I didn't see anyone go in. But she could've died before I got here.
sarkastickunt asked: Okay, we know you and Bruce make the most INSANELY adorable couple ever, but what we don't know is where and when did the first kiss happen??
Oh, I know.
Zooey Deschanel can play me, and Joseph Gordon-Levitt can play Bruce. And it can be called 500 Days of Summer (But With A Happy Ending This Time). Then we can watch it like porn without feeling bad because it’s kind of like watching ourselves. Really attractive versions of ourselves.
Honestly, I have no idea who'd play me.
Maybe that chick from Precious in white face? At least she’d get to run with a bucket of fried chicken again.
I'd want Joseph Gordon-Levitt to play with me.
I may have misread the prompt.
It's 60 degrees right now.
Hurry this up so I can go out and play. Maybe wheeze my way through a bike ride. Or poop on the deck. Or drink a Margarita outside. Typical outdoorsy stuff.
It's a Nouvelle Vague kinda day.
Trying to decide what to do for New Year's. I'm...
you-should-listen:
Head Automatica “Beating...
A good man is hard to find
Bruce: I'm doing that fun task of paying bills right now. BLECH!
Me: Awww... Are you gonna need tot start dancing nights and weekends?
Bruce: Time to shake my money maker! Actually, I'm being a good boy. My rent isn't due until Saturday, but I'm turning it in tomorrow.
Me: Responsibility gets me hot and bothered...
Bruce: Then you're totally gonna be wet after this ... cuz I'm paying the water bill.
Me: ...
Bruce: YOU KNOW YOU LOVED THAT ONE!
Me: That was one of your better ones, actually...
blanddiva11 asked: List 5 adjectives that describe you.
blanddiva11 asked: List 5 adjectives that describe you.
Thing what wakes me from a dead sleep:
The Sealab 2021 theme song.
At least I wake up smiling.
This bra-less wife-beater look would probably be a...
Whatever, I feel hot. 101.2, to be exact.
The worst part about being in Kansas while Bruce...
Feeling like complete ass and only wanting to curl up with a warm boy who smells good and pets my head while assuring me that I’m most likely not going to die despite my flailing about and asking for Last Rites because I have a bit of a fever and a cough.
BTW, when I die, I leave my sex toy collection to the Internet. I’m sure you’ll appreciate them more than my mother.
Truthful Tuesday:
I hate the Boondock Saints.
More accurately, I hate people who flaunt their Irish heritage just because their great-great-great grandfather came from Ireland. You’ve been American for four fucking generations. Deal with it.
Oh, and stop quoting the fucking Boondock fucking Saints every five fucking minutes.
Please and thank you.
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10 Things I Learned in '10.
As awesome as they seem online, the people in this community are even more awesome in person.
Sometimes, driving 7+ hour through a snow storm to the middle of Iowa just to meet a boy that makes you giggle is totally worth it.
Eleven-hour road trips aren’t that bad. Especially when you have an amazing man waiting for you.
Swallowing your pride and apologizing is a hard thing to do, but...
Passion Pit “Live to Tell the Tale”
My ride to...
The hat is one of my Christmas gifts from Bruce.
He did a good job. :)
I’m having Christmas Eve with my mom’s family at my parents’ house. And Christmas Day with my dad’s family at my aunt’s house in Kansas City. I’m not looking forward to the presents or the food or gathering ‘round to watch Glenn Beck’s Christmas Special (seriously). I’m looking forward to seeing my cousin, Benny.
Since my aunt and uncle...
For me, Christmas is:
Shopping for my mom, from my dad.
Shopping for my dad, from my mom.
Shopping for my dad, from my sister and I.
Shopping for my mom, from my sister and I.
Shopping for my sister, from my mom and dad.
Shopping for my sister, from me.
Wrapping all of the above.
I don’t know what they’re all going to do when I move away. I want them all to have a good, happy Christmas with presents...
My Goal for the next few weeks:
Clean, organize and toss.
I have so much crap. Too much, in fact. I don’t even know what it is, either. It just mocks me out of the corner of my eye and scurries to trip me in the middle of the night. It has to go.
I want to be able to fit everything (except my furniture, of course) into my car. I think the upcoming year has some pretty spectacular things in store for me, and I sure as...
Biggest obstacles in my relationship:
He won’t let me paint his junk green and put googly eyes on it.
He won’t tuck it back and recite appropriate lines from Silence of the Lambs.
He beat my weekly high score in Farkle.
FUCK YOU, DIDDY! FIST BUMPS WITH EXPLOSIONS ARE...
*fist bump*
*blows it up*
The Muppets “Movin’ Right...
White Town “Your Woman”
I remember...