Today has been brought to you by the letters "W" "T" "F" and the number "0"
As in "Wtf why am I getting zero action?!"
This is the sentence uttered by the multitudes of those who have been friend zoned.
And don't deny it, I know you have been there too, why? Because everyone has.
The person you pine for is amazing, definitely has their flaws, but you are enchanted with them anyways. You watch them repeatedly fall for people who treat them like crap, you listen to them complain about it, hoping that maybe someday they will realize how amazing you are, and THEY NEVER FREAKING DO!
I reiterate my Letters of the day...
WHAT THE FRIGGING FUCK?!?!
Are these people blind?
What bothers me the most about this, is what if while you have been friend zoned, are you unknowingly friend zoning someone else? Is it a vicious cycle? Or is it a conscious action of "Yeah that person is nice and all, but I only dig assholes/bitches." Its mind boggling, especially when you and your 'buddy' are comfortable enough to do the whole friendly flirting thing, that just allows yourself to fool yourself into thinking maybe it will eventually lead into more, and it never fucking does.
They aren't even leading you on, your leading yourself on, and you can't fucking stop.
Its like CANCER!
Only Universal!
Fucking Plague!
Endemic... no PANdemic!
World-wide Stupidity!
PERPETUAL MASTUBATION!
Thats all it leads to.
But lets attempt to take a proactive approach to this...
If we harnessed the power of the Friend Zone we could have endless energy, self perpetuating energy! It would be Green! As green with envy as you are over your friend's latest and greatest in the stream of jerks they date! It would burn clean because your pride, dignity, and self-esteem produce no emissions! Well, other than bitterness, self-pity, and emo-whinery shenanigans.... But those can be used to stimulate the Economy... Imagine the effect that the rise in booze, ice cream, junk food, gym memberships, and self-help book purchases would have! Fuck the friendzome has the potential to fix our nation, but due to its nasty little accomplices resignation and apathy, its benefits will never be known outside of the hypothetical... Much like your romantic relationship with whoever it is you whine and pine about on 4chan!
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Shut the Whiny Bitch Up With a Good Dose of Fuck Yeah!
You know that whole cliche about a depressed girl sitting in front of a sappy chick flick with a tub of Ben and Jerry's?
Yeah, I demolish that stereotype.
I suggest other girls do the same.
When you are feeling all girly-fucked over some asshole who dumped you with little to no reason, or your friends are all shitty-catty-bitches who don't give a shit unless they want something, if your feeling ugly and unwanted, or perhaps you have nothing to do on a Saturday night. Instead of heading over to Walmart for that pint of fat that goes to your waist and makes you feel worse and before you reach for that Jane Austen movie that makes you feel like you'll never get your Knight in Shining Armor...
Watch a Tarantino Film!
Guy Richie is a good direction as well.
There is nothing better than brutal violence, dark humor, and bad endings for everyone but the underdog to make you feel better!
Seriously! If your having issues with Catty back-stabbing friends, watch Reservoir Dogs! (Everybody dies brutally)
Need some girl power? Watch Smokin Aces! (Two hooker sisters kick some major ass)
You can just kick back, munch on something less fattening, and imagine that everybody who dies is someone you hate!
It will bring a feral grin to your face and turn your tears of self-pity to tears of joy as all the bad guys in a Guy Richie movie die and the poor suckers that nothing has gone right for end up on top!
Tarantino's dark sense of humor, and even darker messages, will lift you up into a cynical high that will allow you to do something down right snarky to those bitches faces! You will have a surge of pessimistic-deranged power to strike a trully crippling blow to that asshole that cheated on you!
Its fantastic!
And even if you don't suffer from any of the above, the movies those two guys produce are fan-fucking-tastic anyways! Great for movie nights with friends, or for snuggling up with that special someone (surprisingly). They are all-around damn fine movies. Albeit, they can be incredibly disturbing, but once you watch one or two of them, you get pretty desensitized to the whole "Holy Shit they accidentally blew his head off and the ensuing situation is Fucking Hilarious! Why the fuck is this funny?!?!" These movies totally bring out the 'cynic who laughs at everyone else's misfortune' in everyone!
Because I am Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Yeah, I demolish that stereotype.
I suggest other girls do the same.
When you are feeling all girly-fucked over some asshole who dumped you with little to no reason, or your friends are all shitty-catty-bitches who don't give a shit unless they want something, if your feeling ugly and unwanted, or perhaps you have nothing to do on a Saturday night. Instead of heading over to Walmart for that pint of fat that goes to your waist and makes you feel worse and before you reach for that Jane Austen movie that makes you feel like you'll never get your Knight in Shining Armor...
Watch a Tarantino Film!
Guy Richie is a good direction as well.
There is nothing better than brutal violence, dark humor, and bad endings for everyone but the underdog to make you feel better!
Seriously! If your having issues with Catty back-stabbing friends, watch Reservoir Dogs! (Everybody dies brutally)
Need some girl power? Watch Smokin Aces! (Two hooker sisters kick some major ass)
You can just kick back, munch on something less fattening, and imagine that everybody who dies is someone you hate!
It will bring a feral grin to your face and turn your tears of self-pity to tears of joy as all the bad guys in a Guy Richie movie die and the poor suckers that nothing has gone right for end up on top!
Tarantino's dark sense of humor, and even darker messages, will lift you up into a cynical high that will allow you to do something down right snarky to those bitches faces! You will have a surge of pessimistic-deranged power to strike a trully crippling blow to that asshole that cheated on you!
Its fantastic!
And even if you don't suffer from any of the above, the movies those two guys produce are fan-fucking-tastic anyways! Great for movie nights with friends, or for snuggling up with that special someone (surprisingly). They are all-around damn fine movies. Albeit, they can be incredibly disturbing, but once you watch one or two of them, you get pretty desensitized to the whole "Holy Shit they accidentally blew his head off and the ensuing situation is Fucking Hilarious! Why the fuck is this funny?!?!" These movies totally bring out the 'cynic who laughs at everyone else's misfortune' in everyone!
Because I am Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Yes It is That Time of Year
The Fucking Holidays have returned once again. So I figured I would write something of an attempt at being, snappy, witty, funny, with maybe a dash of snarkyness, and I will probably fail horribly.
Halloween:
Personally I really enjoy Halloween, and I wish it were longer than just one night. It is an excuse to dress up in skank-uh... I mean Snazzy, costumes, and take part in the many creative, and often wild revelries offered around the 31st of October in the U.S. Granted, once a month I dress up in corsets, panties, and fishnets to go gad about in a theatre filled with people in similar garb for Rocky Horror, but hey, more people participate in Halloween, so the more the merrier right? Right! Can you imagine if Halloween lasted a week? Drunken adventures in Haunted Houses, free candy and cookies instead of real food, wild hallucinations in Haunted Houses do to lack of proper nutrition and an excess of drugs and alcohol... Okay... Maybe it wouldn't be the BEST idea ever, but it would definitely be exciting.
However Halloween has its downsides, the stresses of coming up with a costume idea that does not cost an arm and a leg, the possibility of not finding anything exciting to do and getting stuck at home delegating candy outt o already hyper children as their parents grimace at the handful of sugary substances you shuck into the eager hands of said children, oh and lets not forget grossly obese women dressed in scraps of fabric that would barely cover the essential bits of a smaller figure and end up covering less than the rolls of nasty fat that hang about the woman's body, drugged out teenagers laughing at bathroom humor in the gargantuan lines outside all of the good Haunted Houses... There are most definitely downsides, but I think the perks still outweigh the negatives in comparison to the other holidays.
Thanksgiving (In the US):
Oh boy the food, food, food, and family. All I see is a grueling multiple day venture into the land of the domestic for a surprisingly small payout. Who wants to spend a week cleaning, decorating, and preparing food, for family you don't particularly want to spend time with, for one evening of feasting that leaves you sick to your stomach, tired, and with a kitchen full of dishes that require cleaning before the pie can be consumed.
I'm a bit jaded against this holiday because it falls so close to my birthday, and therefore any family coming to visit waits an extra week to give me my gifts. Which isn't much to complain about in comparison to my cousin, who gets jipped out of gifts because her birthday is exactly a month after mine and consequently five days before Christmas. Lucky Her.
Anyhow, I really don't like eating variations of leftover turkey for a week after thanksgiving either. Turkey soup, turkey pot pie, turkey salad, turkey sandwiches... I like a little more variety in my diet thank you very much.
Christmas:
Okay, this only applies if you are a follower of the Christian faith, or a member of the Commercial Faith, but hey whatever floats yer boat eh?
I really adore christmas trees, or I did until my brother developed an allergy to them and I can no longer enjoy the scent and feel of a dead tree sitting in the living room. Instead I get robbed of this pagan experience that originated in Germany and was invented by the Gauls (sp?), no I get a fake tree to decorate. The decorating part isn't too bad though, actually its one of the most cherished memories spent with my family. My other favorite thing? Cookies. I have massive amounts of fun baking mass amounts of cookies to give away. Lemon cookies, gingerbread cookies, pinwheel cookies, sugar cookies, shortbread cookies, lemon bars, pecan bites, peppermint-white chocolate biscotti, you name it I bake it, and more than one batch of each. However my waistline always complains at the extra five to ten pounds that miraculously appear along with the cookies...
But after all the Christmassy frivolities are over, there is the biggest let-down ever. It gets so hyped up that afterwards it is hard to figure out how you are going to go on with your life. You spend a week playing with all your new toys and nicknacks, watching your new movies, bragging about how fabulous your gifts were to your friends, and then there is nothing... Well except for my next bit...
New Year's Eve:
I really don't know what to say about this one, I've never really participated in any of the mainstream activities that surround this holiday. I've never made resolutions which promptly and conveniently get forgotten in the sea of instant gratification. I've never partied down, due to a protective mother who has lost friends to drunken driving on this most wild of evenings, so I don't blame her for asking me to stay home. I've never had a special somebody or stranger to mack on at midnight... I've always had my special brand of New Years Eve...
It involves potato chips and dip, soda and champaigne, board games, and heres the kicker... Dungeons and Dragons. Yes, I spend a night geeking out with my D&D group, a bit upscale due to the sham-pag-ney and clam dip to go with our potato chips... But still a retardedly dorky way to spend the craziest party night of the year next to Halloween and St. Patrick's Day(I will save my rants on St. Patrick's Day, and Valentine's Day for the actual dates).
No wonder I've never had someone to messily makeout with on that night -insert suitably embarrased/self depreciating smiley emoticon here-
Oh wait, I do bang pots and pans at midnight, for the pure joy of irritating everyone in the neighborhood... That is until the rednecks pull their guns out and start firing into the night... Then I generally go inside.
Easter:
I don't really have anything bad to say about this. Decorating eggs? FUN! I make zombie eggs, and pretty eggs, and normal eggs, and WTF?! Eggs, eggs that look at you in horror, eggs that smile, eggs that say strange things, eggs that inspire. Its awesome. Plus I get chocolate and Jelly Beans, and I get to spend time with the part of my family I actually enjoy spending time with. The only downside? Church...
Nothing more stressful than trying to find something 'nice' to wear, so that I can go be gawked at by people who automatically assume I'm a nympho drug addict who participates in satanic orgies while drinking the blood of infants and virgins. All because my hair isn't 'the norm', I have facial piercings, and I sometimes dig taking part in a clam and melon feast... Judgemental fuckers... I only drink the blood of infants, So ignorant.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Halloween:
Personally I really enjoy Halloween, and I wish it were longer than just one night. It is an excuse to dress up in skank-uh... I mean Snazzy, costumes, and take part in the many creative, and often wild revelries offered around the 31st of October in the U.S. Granted, once a month I dress up in corsets, panties, and fishnets to go gad about in a theatre filled with people in similar garb for Rocky Horror, but hey, more people participate in Halloween, so the more the merrier right? Right! Can you imagine if Halloween lasted a week? Drunken adventures in Haunted Houses, free candy and cookies instead of real food, wild hallucinations in Haunted Houses do to lack of proper nutrition and an excess of drugs and alcohol... Okay... Maybe it wouldn't be the BEST idea ever, but it would definitely be exciting.
However Halloween has its downsides, the stresses of coming up with a costume idea that does not cost an arm and a leg, the possibility of not finding anything exciting to do and getting stuck at home delegating candy outt o already hyper children as their parents grimace at the handful of sugary substances you shuck into the eager hands of said children, oh and lets not forget grossly obese women dressed in scraps of fabric that would barely cover the essential bits of a smaller figure and end up covering less than the rolls of nasty fat that hang about the woman's body, drugged out teenagers laughing at bathroom humor in the gargantuan lines outside all of the good Haunted Houses... There are most definitely downsides, but I think the perks still outweigh the negatives in comparison to the other holidays.
Thanksgiving (In the US):
Oh boy the food, food, food, and family. All I see is a grueling multiple day venture into the land of the domestic for a surprisingly small payout. Who wants to spend a week cleaning, decorating, and preparing food, for family you don't particularly want to spend time with, for one evening of feasting that leaves you sick to your stomach, tired, and with a kitchen full of dishes that require cleaning before the pie can be consumed.
I'm a bit jaded against this holiday because it falls so close to my birthday, and therefore any family coming to visit waits an extra week to give me my gifts. Which isn't much to complain about in comparison to my cousin, who gets jipped out of gifts because her birthday is exactly a month after mine and consequently five days before Christmas. Lucky Her.
Anyhow, I really don't like eating variations of leftover turkey for a week after thanksgiving either. Turkey soup, turkey pot pie, turkey salad, turkey sandwiches... I like a little more variety in my diet thank you very much.
Christmas:
Okay, this only applies if you are a follower of the Christian faith, or a member of the Commercial Faith, but hey whatever floats yer boat eh?
I really adore christmas trees, or I did until my brother developed an allergy to them and I can no longer enjoy the scent and feel of a dead tree sitting in the living room. Instead I get robbed of this pagan experience that originated in Germany and was invented by the Gauls (sp?), no I get a fake tree to decorate. The decorating part isn't too bad though, actually its one of the most cherished memories spent with my family. My other favorite thing? Cookies. I have massive amounts of fun baking mass amounts of cookies to give away. Lemon cookies, gingerbread cookies, pinwheel cookies, sugar cookies, shortbread cookies, lemon bars, pecan bites, peppermint-white chocolate biscotti, you name it I bake it, and more than one batch of each. However my waistline always complains at the extra five to ten pounds that miraculously appear along with the cookies...
But after all the Christmassy frivolities are over, there is the biggest let-down ever. It gets so hyped up that afterwards it is hard to figure out how you are going to go on with your life. You spend a week playing with all your new toys and nicknacks, watching your new movies, bragging about how fabulous your gifts were to your friends, and then there is nothing... Well except for my next bit...
New Year's Eve:
I really don't know what to say about this one, I've never really participated in any of the mainstream activities that surround this holiday. I've never made resolutions which promptly and conveniently get forgotten in the sea of instant gratification. I've never partied down, due to a protective mother who has lost friends to drunken driving on this most wild of evenings, so I don't blame her for asking me to stay home. I've never had a special somebody or stranger to mack on at midnight... I've always had my special brand of New Years Eve...
It involves potato chips and dip, soda and champaigne, board games, and heres the kicker... Dungeons and Dragons. Yes, I spend a night geeking out with my D&D group, a bit upscale due to the sham-pag-ney and clam dip to go with our potato chips... But still a retardedly dorky way to spend the craziest party night of the year next to Halloween and St. Patrick's Day(I will save my rants on St. Patrick's Day, and Valentine's Day for the actual dates).
No wonder I've never had someone to messily makeout with on that night -insert suitably embarrased/self depreciating smiley emoticon here-
Oh wait, I do bang pots and pans at midnight, for the pure joy of irritating everyone in the neighborhood... That is until the rednecks pull their guns out and start firing into the night... Then I generally go inside.
Easter:
I don't really have anything bad to say about this. Decorating eggs? FUN! I make zombie eggs, and pretty eggs, and normal eggs, and WTF?! Eggs, eggs that look at you in horror, eggs that smile, eggs that say strange things, eggs that inspire. Its awesome. Plus I get chocolate and Jelly Beans, and I get to spend time with the part of my family I actually enjoy spending time with. The only downside? Church...
Nothing more stressful than trying to find something 'nice' to wear, so that I can go be gawked at by people who automatically assume I'm a nympho drug addict who participates in satanic orgies while drinking the blood of infants and virgins. All because my hair isn't 'the norm', I have facial piercings, and I sometimes dig taking part in a clam and melon feast... Judgemental fuckers... I only drink the blood of infants, So ignorant.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
I Point at 50% of the Male Population When I Say This
Keep your hands off my tits!
When I cuddle with a guy, I do NOT appreciate it when that cute moment of physical contact, that isn't quite emotional but isn't completely free of sexual tension, is RUINED by some guy pawing around my chest or lady-bits.
That is not what cuddling or snuggling time is for.
So take a step back, and breathe deeply, the odds are that if I'm cuddling with you eventually I'm going to roll over/turn around/tilt my head back/inch closer for a kiss, and that my friend will generally be the sign that your hands may begin roaming.
Sheesh.
Patience is a virtue.
Oh and while I'm on the subject of giving guys(or girls) advice on what a girl wants...
If you are going to insist on talking during sex, which sometimes isn't a bad thing, PLEASE do not talk "dirty" in the sense that you sound like you are making an intimate session into your own personal porn flick.
Ew.
Its gross.
Learn how to say tantalizing tidbits that really will make a girl want to jump you, instead of that nasty-ass, poorly written, crap that porn uses as an excuse for a script.
Total Turn Off.
And if a girl says she likes it "rough" that does not mean just harder and faster.
It means ROUGH.
As in, pin her down and put that testosterone induced aggression you all seem so intent on displaying when you hit your friends in front of us to look more manly, to good use!
And no, rough sex does not equate to bondage, and bondage does not equate to S&M. They are three separate, very different, things and should be treated as such.
Anyhow... save free roaming hands for when they are invited.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
When I cuddle with a guy, I do NOT appreciate it when that cute moment of physical contact, that isn't quite emotional but isn't completely free of sexual tension, is RUINED by some guy pawing around my chest or lady-bits.
That is not what cuddling or snuggling time is for.
So take a step back, and breathe deeply, the odds are that if I'm cuddling with you eventually I'm going to roll over/turn around/tilt my head back/inch closer for a kiss, and that my friend will generally be the sign that your hands may begin roaming.
Sheesh.
Patience is a virtue.
Oh and while I'm on the subject of giving guys(or girls) advice on what a girl wants...
If you are going to insist on talking during sex, which sometimes isn't a bad thing, PLEASE do not talk "dirty" in the sense that you sound like you are making an intimate session into your own personal porn flick.
Ew.
Its gross.
Learn how to say tantalizing tidbits that really will make a girl want to jump you, instead of that nasty-ass, poorly written, crap that porn uses as an excuse for a script.
Total Turn Off.
And if a girl says she likes it "rough" that does not mean just harder and faster.
It means ROUGH.
As in, pin her down and put that testosterone induced aggression you all seem so intent on displaying when you hit your friends in front of us to look more manly, to good use!
And no, rough sex does not equate to bondage, and bondage does not equate to S&M. They are three separate, very different, things and should be treated as such.
Anyhow... save free roaming hands for when they are invited.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Serious Face
No seriously, pull on your serious faces and your thinking caps cuz I'm being... Serious?
I was having a discussion on the topics of various religions and clutures compared to others, and the subject of India's values system versus the Extreme Westernization of the U.S.
Third World Country v. Major World Power
Which is better?
I don't think either.
While I totally think that the quality of life is better in the U.S., unfortunately I believe our value system is just as degrading and backwards as that of a third world country, in some ways I believe it to be worse.
In a third world country the major motive behind anything is basic survival, in the good ole United States I believe it has become not a struggle for survival, but a struggle of pointing the finger at someone else.
My proof? Well, how many papers do you have to sign to prove a company isn't liable for some injury received on their watch? In any crime, everyone puts on an act to make it look like they had no control over what they did. Why does everyone hire a lawyer to make sure something is not their responsibility? In third world countries people do not have the resources to waste their time over silly blame games. They struggle on a daily basis for food, shelter, and whatever else they may or may not be able to scrounge, everything else is secondary at best.
Now as to how people are treated? Again the quality of life is better in the U.S. but are we morally any better?
In India women are still bought and sold like cattle. They are property, objects for male use and sometimes appreciation. Yes in the U.S. women are no longer property, and yet in our over-sexed society, we dress our women up like whores and send them out in the world to be used and thrown away. Which form of objectification is better? At least in India women have a monetary value, meaning they are worth something, whereas in the U.S. women are still objects, but of no value....
How strange that in a society where everyone is supposedly equal, one group is viewed as practically worthless, does this mean that everyone is worthless?
I don't mean to rag on U.S. society. I really appreciate living in the country that I do, and I thank my lucky stars every day that I was born into such a land of plenty. I am only trying to prove a point on ethnocentrism.
No one culture is superior, all have their equal faults, and it is folly to look down upon another's beliefs while not questioning your own. Every society has its ugly truths, and no one has the right to judge another, because no one is perfect.
Anyhow... That was my serious rant, you can all level up now.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
I was having a discussion on the topics of various religions and clutures compared to others, and the subject of India's values system versus the Extreme Westernization of the U.S.
Third World Country v. Major World Power
Which is better?
I don't think either.
While I totally think that the quality of life is better in the U.S., unfortunately I believe our value system is just as degrading and backwards as that of a third world country, in some ways I believe it to be worse.
In a third world country the major motive behind anything is basic survival, in the good ole United States I believe it has become not a struggle for survival, but a struggle of pointing the finger at someone else.
My proof? Well, how many papers do you have to sign to prove a company isn't liable for some injury received on their watch? In any crime, everyone puts on an act to make it look like they had no control over what they did. Why does everyone hire a lawyer to make sure something is not their responsibility? In third world countries people do not have the resources to waste their time over silly blame games. They struggle on a daily basis for food, shelter, and whatever else they may or may not be able to scrounge, everything else is secondary at best.
Now as to how people are treated? Again the quality of life is better in the U.S. but are we morally any better?
In India women are still bought and sold like cattle. They are property, objects for male use and sometimes appreciation. Yes in the U.S. women are no longer property, and yet in our over-sexed society, we dress our women up like whores and send them out in the world to be used and thrown away. Which form of objectification is better? At least in India women have a monetary value, meaning they are worth something, whereas in the U.S. women are still objects, but of no value....
How strange that in a society where everyone is supposedly equal, one group is viewed as practically worthless, does this mean that everyone is worthless?
I don't mean to rag on U.S. society. I really appreciate living in the country that I do, and I thank my lucky stars every day that I was born into such a land of plenty. I am only trying to prove a point on ethnocentrism.
No one culture is superior, all have their equal faults, and it is folly to look down upon another's beliefs while not questioning your own. Every society has its ugly truths, and no one has the right to judge another, because no one is perfect.
Anyhow... That was my serious rant, you can all level up now.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Greatest Discovery EVAR!
I can drink the milk straight from the carton/jug if I so choose.
Being on one's own is the shit.
I can come and go as a please, I can have my friends come and go as I please as well as long as its respectful of my roomies.
And I can drink the frigging milk straight from the source.
It really just doesn't get any better than that.
There is something disgustingly pleasing about being so unrefined and lazy as to not use a glass.
And I love the fact that Its MY milk that I BOUGHT with MY MONEY.
Everything is MINE!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I has propertiez bitches.
Yeah, owning stuff is pretty much the shit.
The downfalls however...
Having to do laundry.
Having to make dinner EVERY night... Well except when I decide that having peanutbutter on bread is a good enough solution to my hunger issues... Which is why I now religiously take a multivitamin EVERY DAY. Yay for young broke person mentality.
I forget to eat and go to sleep... Who would have though biological necessities could be forgotten...
I never have money, because it all goes to rent, gas, and groceries...
Fun stuff...
But its all worth it in the end when I get to make my roomies completely disappear by having someone come over at nearly one in the morning.... Mwuhahahahahahahahahahaha.
I love being on my own...
And yet hate it with a passion.
But I get to drink the milk from the jug.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
Being on one's own is the shit.
I can come and go as a please, I can have my friends come and go as I please as well as long as its respectful of my roomies.
And I can drink the frigging milk straight from the source.
It really just doesn't get any better than that.
There is something disgustingly pleasing about being so unrefined and lazy as to not use a glass.
And I love the fact that Its MY milk that I BOUGHT with MY MONEY.
Everything is MINE!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I has propertiez bitches.
Yeah, owning stuff is pretty much the shit.
The downfalls however...
Having to do laundry.
Having to make dinner EVERY night... Well except when I decide that having peanutbutter on bread is a good enough solution to my hunger issues... Which is why I now religiously take a multivitamin EVERY DAY. Yay for young broke person mentality.
I forget to eat and go to sleep... Who would have though biological necessities could be forgotten...
I never have money, because it all goes to rent, gas, and groceries...
Fun stuff...
But its all worth it in the end when I get to make my roomies completely disappear by having someone come over at nearly one in the morning.... Mwuhahahahahahahahahahaha.
I love being on my own...
And yet hate it with a passion.
But I get to drink the milk from the jug.
Because I'm Bored and I Can.
Thats Why.
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