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| 34 Things About Me 2005-03-04 - 6:20 p.m. Thirty-four things about me 1. I have few close friends. It may be lonely at times, but I prefer the few good friends I have, over possible hordes of toxic friends. 2. I used to be a slut. I mean slut. We are talking upper double-digits here. And back then, when the fear was high, I was not always safe. I was ignorant. But lucky. Very, very lucky. 3. I hate beets. If there was one vegetable on the planet that had to be outlawed -- beets would be it. The leafy greens that grow from the top of this root vegetable, however -- are delicious. Can't do it. Why? I just can't. What if there were a frantic knock on the door. A fire? Not gonna happen. I'll 'consumate' in the nude, but right after, I'll take a shower, and throw some sleepy-pants or shorts and a t-shirt on. Against my guidance counselor's advice, and with a high 'c' average, I moved from the general course of studies to the academic course in my senior year. I graduated 22nd in my class. Not bad! 6. I hate rap and country music. I do. Sue me. I want music I can dance to. And understand without having to refer to a lyrics sheet for every damn word, thankyouverymuch. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Those days are gone. But I like myself just the way I am. :-) Oh my GOD! Call the gay police! My choice. He was a complete prick to me this year on the phone -- telling me he wouldn't mind catching up (and I quote) "once a year". Up yours, Daddy-o! 10. I sometimes wonder if everything around me is real, or wonder if I'm dreaming everything. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily..... ...and I'm not saying another word. True that! Ice cold with five blankets, no socks, and a fan going at all times. Power outage? I ain't sleepin'! 13. Even thinking of boarding an airplane frightens me to death. It really does. :-( Oops. Spoke too soon. Not anymore, thankfully. They smell incredible. One of a select few fragrances that hold wonderful memories. *break* ... *okay, I'm up* I sure did! I worked in a gay bar in Binghamton, New York from 1992 - 1995 making tons of money doing something I loved. A veejay, by the way, is a video jockey. I played dance music videos and mixed them appropriately. When the B.C. Bears (link) would come, I would play a special round of country videos just for them. Nice guys -- all of them. (And furry! Don't forget furry! And yummy! Dont forget... Never mind.) Thom? Boyd? I miss you guys! 18. I love to cook. Why, yes I do! It's very therapeutic for me to prepare a meal from start to finish. It's even more fun when I'm doing it for a guest. True. I mean, who doesn't? If I'm upset at a particular moment, I might say, "so and so is a jerk", or "so and so smells like cheese." Usually it's something like, "I'm so pissed at so and so." It doesn't mean I don't love them -- it's just a way to vent. 20. I almost drowned once. Yeah. There was this regatta (people build their own rafts and race for cash prizes or crack money or whatever) I was trying to cross the river, foolishly ignoring the bridge. The current swept me up, but luckily a friend pulled me to safety. I do. Once in awhile they like to sneak a dead body in on you while you're eating. Maybe I should just not eat while watching. 22. I have a mole the shape of a baseball cap on my ass. I made that one up. Do I ever! Well, for starters, I hate it when dishes are left unrinsed in my sink. I hate it when people feed their dog food that I have prepared for them. I hate clutter. Hmmm. There are probably a million more, but this list is long enough for now. Okay. It was second place. But look at that goyishe punim! *pinch* Oh, you guys! The last one got such a warm reception, I thought I'd try to ignore how scratchy it makes me and give it another go! :) I kinda like it too. Let the hate mail begin! :-P phbtttt! It's therapeutic. I get out my frustrations, I heal quicker. How else can I be the lovable, fun-loving heathen that I am? Aww. Just give it a try. You'll be hooked too! BRRR! I do! I may very well make a CD and call it the Cubjam11 Compilation! If I do, I'll send them out to everyone who wants a copy! Anyone who knows me, knows that I love this sweet nectar from the gods. YUM! I do. But I hate myself for starting. I do not, however -- use drugs or drink. Never again. I did! And if I were ever to go to France with all of that knowlege -- I'd starve to death. Elizabeth Berkley That's all for now!
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