Day Two: Nine things about yourself
1) I am still a kid at heart…
2) But if you talk to me like I’m a child, I will rip your fucking head off.
3) I’m rarely outwardly bitchy to people and it’s not often that I hardcore call somebody out. So when I DO, I am to be taken seriously.
4) I say excruciatingly dorky things. i.e. Okie Dokie Smokey, Groovy Tunes, Alrighty Spidey, etc. etc. etc.
5) My assets are large and in charge. Always have been. Always will be. But I was blessed with a small waist.
6) I like talking about sex. I like having sex. I like kinky sex. I like sex. I don’t have much sex lately. But through and through, I will always love sex. sexsexsexsexsex.
7) When I was (I’m guessing) 3, I told my mother as she was recording me on the video camera that wanted to be a fire truck when I grew up. BITCH, I AM ON MY WAY THERE.
8) My wisdom teeth are coming in. I’m only wanting to get them out because any excuse to not get work done is fine by me.
9) I finally have an idea for a novel. I don’t give a fuck if it never gets published. That’s one of the only things that sets me apart from the majority of the art school kids that surround me.
