i'm leaving again for the second time around. when i left you all stayed the same, and now i think it's pretty clear that i was never really alive

i got tagged by pyro to do a meme, but i'm so out of the loop i really had no idea until he basically smacked me over the head and told me....so...i suppose i shall do that, yay!

there's some ghey ass rules that come along with it..but fuck that, because i fucking can't stand the system at the moment....so, if you feel like doing it feel free..if not, go fuck yourself and have a nice day. tee hee :)

six weird ass mother fucking things about none other than...me.

1. i can't not sing in the car. it's an impossibility for me to not sing while i'm in an automobile. i show more restraint in public places, but i'm usually busting out in song then too. basically, if there's music play...i'm singing.

2. as counter intuitive as it is, i honsetly do think that drug use saved my life in high school. i was the most miserable and depressed person imaginable during high school, and without the escape and "happy time" of mind altering substances, i really do think i would have killed myself. but, instead of going all the way..i just cut enough to feel good. sometimes, i still do.

3. i dye my hair fun colors, i wear punk rockish clothes, i have tattoos and some are visible, i have piercings...and one in my naughty place, i swear like a sailor, i'm a perv, i find disgusting warped shit awesome...and i'm a politically conservative little bitch. weird eh?

4. no matter how dark i get....no matter how much time i spend in the sun...no matter what i do, my hands are always ass white. i don't get it, i don't know how to change it...but, i think it constitutes weird.

5. i like winter. yea, i fucking said it. what now? and no, it's not just 'cause i get to snowboard to my orgasmic hearts delight. i really do enjoy cold weather, i love snow and nothing beats waking up and seeing a world blanketed in peaceful white....and there's something awesome about actually having sunshine. i have no idea why the sun shines more in cleveland during the winter than any other season, but i like it. that, and nothing beats turning on the fire place, snuggling up on the couch, and watching movies all night....a perfectly acceptable alternative to going out in the winter, and only the winter.

6. i have a routine that i follow when it comes to showering, putting make-up on, and going to bed...and when one thing gets thrown out of wack..i'm like a little lost puppy sitting there wondering what the fuck i'm doing and staring into oblivion with a big ol' pout. this isn't weird, until you think about how much i travel.....and traveling puts a giant kink into my routines, and staying at peoples places/hotels also puts a giant kink into things....so..just think of it as i'm usually in lost puppy mode in pouting.

there you go....i'm a fuckin weirdo. but, i have to say..not as weird as the idiots i call my bastard peers in law school. on monday i had to go to a bar for class, and actually talk to people..well, kind of..i mostly sat there and listened to them debate such fantastic topics as: why texas should secede from the union and why bush should be kind of the newly formed nation, such that the rest of the nation can be rid of that redder than red state and bush; what the constitutional phrase "we the people" really entails with regard to various states right and federal rights; how stressful law school is and how much the now effective smoking ban is going to make it much more stressful and much more difficult; and, my favorite, why new york city is an overrated city and why no one in their right mind should ever want to live there.

my! how nice! needless to say i had six glasses of wine in the two hours i sat there. i would have gone for more, but i didn't want the professor to think i was a total alcoholic lush. thank god no one even acknowledged my existence really, because i might have bludgeoned someone to death with my fendi purse.

in other exciting news, i've become a guitar hero II addict....so, ummm....yea...have a picture:

'tis the season to be jolly...and i hate the season. i hate being guilted into buying holiday gifts, i hate hearing christmas music constantly, i hate being told "merry christmas" by random people, and i hate the tacky ass mother fucking decorations people retardedly put on their house--not to be confused with effectively and artistically augmenting your house in a way that doesn't scream "white trash"---and i hate how i can't walk into a mall for nearly two months outside of the ripe time entitled the ass crack of down.

oh yea, i'm a grinch. bah mother fucking hum bug.