I have a love for cheese, but choose to eat the vegan substitutes.
House plants freak me the fuck out.
Coffee turns me into a hyper freak.
I have never seen The Notebook.
I often make up songs about "putting on my whore face" to songs that already exist while I get ready for a night out. One day I'll film it.. cause it's really funny. To me, anyway. Last time it was a Meet Me in St. Louis medley. Wish I'd gotten that one on film.
I get bored with a season after a month. Needless to say, I'm ready for fall.
I will kick ANYONE'S ass in MarioKart.
I only kill hookers in GTA.
I like to get high and play Silent Hill.. cause it's scary, which in turn is fucking hilarious.
I like to get high in general.
I don't as often as I'd like.
My dog gets mad when I leave.
My liver gets mad when I drink too much.
You can imagine we fight a lot.
The day they figure out how to make cigarettes not kill you, I will smoke a whole pack.
I can tap dance.
There's no filter from my brain to my mouth.
My car needs an oil change.
I love to go camping in the summer.
If tattoos were erasable, I'd get a hundred of 'em. And then erase 'em all. America!
I speak (almost) fluent French. I guess that'd be "conversational" French.
When I was younger, I'd read a novel and then read it backwards. Sounds weird. It is weird.
I'm ridiculously punctual.. except when I go to work. I'm always fifteen minutes late.
I despise bad manners.
When I was four, I punched my cousin's friend in the face because she was yelling at me to get off the slide.
I only really talk to a handful of people from high school.
I went to two high schools because I got pulled out of the first one.. for.. well, for my behavior. Let's just say that.
I moved to New York by myself when I was 20.
I moved back to Chicago when I was 21 because I ran out of money and my roommate was bleeding me dry.
I firmly believe in fate and signs and the like.
Pants suck.
Being the Count from Sesame Street must be SO cool.
I want to ride a brontosaurus.
There's no greater joy to me than making someone who is truly funny themselves laugh really hard.
The Kids in the Hall need to fucking tour again. STAT.
I need a PS3.
Or a 360.
Or a banana.
Or a bottle of Jack.
Or to shut the fuck up.
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