I just spent literally the last two hours looking at pictures of Lady Gaga. What is my life? Faaaabulous, darling~ I need to take a nap or something. This is getting straight up ridic.
I’m getting stupid looks… MOUNTAINTOP!!
So, pretty much...
I’ve been drunk since Thursday night. I am drunk right now. I should go to sleep. What is wrong with me? I want more whiskey… And a big cheers to:
Matt: "Why are you wearing those bracelets?"
Dad: "What do they say?"
Matt: "Those bracelets are lies!"
Me: "And why is that?"
Dad: *In a fem voice* "Because your gaaaaay~"
Me: "Doesn't mean I can't appreciate them."
Matt: "But they don't say 'I appreciate Boobies.'"
Me: "Boy, I'm gay and I've felt WAAAY more boobs than you. So don't even start with me."
Dad: * Raucous laugh*
I need a gay best friend. Like soon.
Yah. I can get into this.
I can identify pretty much every one of these. I think I should probably go outside, or something. O.O
Maybe I'm just slow out of the gate...
I kept hearing about the movie UP but I never did get around to actually watching it. I hear plenty of people suggest it to me, quote it in front of me, and all that nonsense - but I never took the time to relax and view it for myself. That is, until tonight. I had run out of Archer episodes and Futurama movies to watch on Netflix, so I was hurting for something to entertain me for a fair...
“Excuse me, sir. Can I axe you sumthang?”
I’m gonna drink my tears tonight I’m gonna drink my tears and cry...– Lady Gaga
Goddamn. I wish I was Cookie Monster.
EVERYBODY GETS BEES!
I’m really digging this Queue thing. Makes me feel like I’m contributing to tumblr reasonably. Instead of posting 20 things at once and being obsessive.
Whenever I see an Audino or Sawk in the wild.
therocketgrunt: EXTRA EXP.
A letter to the editor:
Oh, PAX East 2011. I miss you so dearly. You’re one of the only places I can truly be my maximum nerdy self without any fear of ridicule or reprisal. A year is far to long to see one another again. And perhaps, I will dress up for you next time. With deepest love and respect, James.
Out of sight, out of mind. What a crock of sugar honey iced tea. ISMUBPA. Ugh. Relapse.
Welcome to my life.
And this just about sums up my feeling towards it.