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I love Wheelchair Jimmy and his music. And he can kiss my ass if he thinks I will stop calling him Wheelchair Jimmy.
I also love car dancing with my brother. God, thats fun. Unless he gets enthusiastic with his monkey arms. Shiners. Ain't nobody got time for that.
My mind is constantly spinning. Pro - I'm funny. Con - thinking instead of action. Or Megaultrasaurus Con - worrying. Which is why I...
Listen to Bob. One love.
I love Google. I need to know why my phone has stopped capitalizing the first letter of every sentence, whether I should be taking lutein, why I cannot for the life of me get a gif onto this blog (seriously, if Google doesn't come through...compadres. Help) etc. sha-ZAAM! the info! Immediately. I love immediately. Which reminds me - patience. Cultivate that shit.
I wish my phone came with a 'look first, send second' button. Or that I would look first of my own instinct/volition I guess. I did not (did) mean butler of wine sweet cellphone. I meant a bottle. You should know better. (I should know better) However! As one genius friend pointed out - it's 2013, how is there no FOLD button the dryer? Everyone's least favourite thing to do is fold clothes. Should you be a gentleman who is an RMT Chef who loves folding and thinking of fun things to do, please respond below. I got some stuff to trade.
You know what's one thing I have to stop saying and start doing? Yes, yes all those things too but! more importantly going to music festivals. I say I'm going to like 5 a year. I haven't been to one in YEARS! You wanna talk crimes against humanity?!? This isn't one of them but it's still some shit.
I am loving moksha yoga! It's making me lose the ew! reaction to sweat. I mean, not if me and a manz is wrasslin' but otherwise... I am ROLLING with sweat like, 32 seconds in. I am a sweaty Betty but still, purification! I'm sure of it. And I think I'm getting better. Oh. sorry Gerald about the narrow miss of your 'nads last class. I was NOT expecting my slippery hands to lose grasp of my slippery ankles when you were trying to help a sister out.
Of all the acronyms out there TL;DR is my absolut fav. Sometimes it IS too long and I didn't read. I am a skim-er (...checking on urbandictionary.com to make sure I am not suggesting something is the horror sex section) of paragraphs and have my memory to send me the gist of each as a sentence. This is not a trustworthy nor infallible method of intaking information but so far, no major mishaps so onwards.
I did NOT know what bukkake meant! Awful! I've used it in conversation but just as a synonym for something bad. Well, Lesson learned. (probably not) When I looked up skim-er - UDict offered me seed skimmer - also gross.
However! you should look up Annie on urbandictionary - oh who's kidding who. I'ma do it for you - gold.
| 1. | annie | 2271 up, 762 down |
greek name: (meaning) gorgeous, kindhearted, rebelious, gentle towards others.
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If I get J.K. Rowling rich I will f'sho have a low rider with mad hydraulics. 'Are you listening to hip hop and picturing your movie version thug life?' Why yes, I am. It is amazing how in one mood you can love a song and in another it's skip, skip, skip. Alt-J just came on the playlist and I am listening with intended love in my heart as I feel when one of my friends says OMG I love this amazing band! I expect to get it too. Mmm, undecided on the Alt-J. I probably would love the shit outta them if it was live. I love anyone live. Okay. Almost anyone. I get swept up by the peoples' enthusiasm! I find frenetic joy contagious. And moshing. I have areal weakness for Southern gentlemen but I hope to god if one gentlemen and I ever take a mutual shine to each other, please Universe, let him not love country. Although, if he was muy caliente, I'm quibbling over music. I'll get earplugs and wine. And it's not like I hate all country at all. It's just...whatever, this is me digging a non-loving hole.
a haiku;
dance party night prey
I've got Bette Davis eyes
booty shaking ghost.
xo
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