The Long Questions
First time writing online:
Pathetic little page on expresspage.com. Promised to pay those who visited the site and pressed refresh a couple of hundred times to raise the counter. Never paid. But then again, the counter never went higher than 000000000000000009.
First time in love:
Matthew Broderick in Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Kevin Costner in No Way Out a close second.
First pet:
Brought home a stray cat at 10. Animals prior to that were either brought home by my parents or simply appeared out of thin air, hence they do not count.
First time cooking:
Made rice and fried egg. Rice was a little too dry, egg was a little too fried. Ate with two kinds of soy sauce. 8 years old, all alone at home, abandoned.
First time in rollerskates/blades:
At my cousin's house. Barbie skates and blades I believe. Was terrible at it. Probably still terrible now, but gave it up a long time ago, so no way to confirm this.
First time sending a threatening letter:
er... should I be disclosing this here? LOL.
Saw this at Mercato's yesterday.
I wonder if ALL the Allenses are in there?
Oi Fred,
manakau???
Knowing me, always unhappy with the way things are and always finding fault with the way things are made, I decided to personalize my Ikea makeup tray.
Sure, the original plastic looked nicer and I could always see all of the makeup items stored in there... but seeing as how (unlike some women) I do not own 12 lipsticks and 15 eyeliners most of the holes remained empty most of the times.
And I'd have to hear the larger items gossip about how cruel I am for ignoring them and their needs just because they're chubbier.
Now I'm happy, my chubby items are happy. Thank you for the circle cutter.
Headless bodies.
We thought it would be the sure-firest way for us to find our place in this headless society we live in.
48 hours ago my dad passed on his cold to me.
And today I got caught in monstrous rain. Twice.
I guess that would explain these pretty stars I see right now...
Pathetic little page on expresspage.com. Promised to pay those who visited the site and pressed refresh a couple of hundred times to raise the counter. Never paid. But then again, the counter never went higher than 000000000000000009.
First time in love:
Matthew Broderick in Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Kevin Costner in No Way Out a close second.
First pet:
Brought home a stray cat at 10. Animals prior to that were either brought home by my parents or simply appeared out of thin air, hence they do not count.
First time cooking:
Made rice and fried egg. Rice was a little too dry, egg was a little too fried. Ate with two kinds of soy sauce. 8 years old, all alone at home, abandoned.
First time in rollerskates/blades:
At my cousin's house. Barbie skates and blades I believe. Was terrible at it. Probably still terrible now, but gave it up a long time ago, so no way to confirm this.
First time sending a threatening letter:
er... should I be disclosing this here? LOL.
Saw this at Mercato's yesterday.
I wonder if ALL the Allenses are in there?
Oi Fred,
manakau???
Knowing me, always unhappy with the way things are and always finding fault with the way things are made, I decided to personalize my Ikea makeup tray.
Sure, the original plastic looked nicer and I could always see all of the makeup items stored in there... but seeing as how (unlike some women) I do not own 12 lipsticks and 15 eyeliners most of the holes remained empty most of the times.
And I'd have to hear the larger items gossip about how cruel I am for ignoring them and their needs just because they're chubbier.
Now I'm happy, my chubby items are happy. Thank you for the circle cutter.
Headless bodies.
We thought it would be the sure-firest way for us to find our place in this headless society we live in.
48 hours ago my dad passed on his cold to me.
And today I got caught in monstrous rain. Twice.
I guess that would explain these pretty stars I see right now...
