Monday, January 22, 2007

I'm procrastinating homework. So I decided to make a list of things you wouldn't really know about me. Well, you probably won't be surprised, but yeah. I'm bored...give me a break.

--I have rather slender wrists. No big surprise, I'm sure.
--I don't shop at Abercrombie. I'm more of an American Eagle type of person...although their pants don't fit me correctly,
--I have a weak spot for Caramel Ice Storm coffee drinks at the Nordstroms cafe. I crave one everytime I walked into the University Mall.
--Angst is one of my favorite words...although the misspelled form of masturbation (ie masterbation) is my least favorite word.
--I was called on the fact that I have body image issues, and it bugged me because it is true.
--I need a haircut
--I do laundry more than anyone else I know. I don't know how it's physically possible for me to wear so many clothes.
--My favorite Jamba Juice is an Orange Dream Machine. Usually after drinking one of those I want burger king.
--My first name brand pair of shoes I ever owned was a pair of Diesels, I still don't know why it took me 18.5 years for me to accept that I was gay.

--My favorite picture book is the Ghastly Crumb Tinies. It's an alphabet book, I love it! It was my brother's and one of his fag friends took it when he died. Here's an example i found online.

--I wish I had the bargain shopping abilities of my mom.
--I love candy.


robb said...

Quoi? Neville? Comment est-ce possible? Cool, ca.

N is for Neville who died of ennui, is the name of one of the greatest blogs ever written. It was written by a MA in theology major who lived in Chicago and went by the pseudonym Serena Lu Chang. She was fularious and, oh, so a clever written. It was Wil Wheaton back in 2002 who made me want to become a blogger, but it was Serena Lu who made me want to become a *good* blogger.

Eventually, Serena moved on and N is for Neville who died of ennui, did, in fact, die (in the digital sense but not of ennui). Of course my blog (or rather the more recent incarnation of it - whatever the last one was), has also gone the way of Neville. But that was awesome of you to share that picture. I always wondered where Serena got the name of her blog (yet obviously didn't care enough to do any research on it), and now you have appeased my curiosity.

How's school bro? Next time you and my Diego come to town, let us know so we can have you over or take you out to a hockey game.

Fag Friend said...

At least I left you the hardcover Little Prince and Velveteen Rabbit I bought him two months earlier for Christmas. Oh, and that space heater and the sweet Fossil watch with the kinetic face. Unless your other big bro snagged those and retreated to his basement. ;) You were still pretty little, little man.

Ev bought your brother Gashlycrumb Tinies, so your mom had me return it to him with his nipple in the jar of formaldehyde. She said he'd be "needing it in the resurrection," which reminded me of what your bro used to say about all your dad's trophy stuffed animal heads coming to life during the second coming and flopping around the floor yelling "Where's my bodddyyy" in big moosey voices.

At least now I know what i'm buying you for your birthday this year. Cheers! (BTW, my roomies got your one fag friend as a server last week in Provo. Stories ensued. Peace.)

el veneno said...

I love that you can spell masturbation correctly but you misspelled alphabet ("alphebet").

Samantha said...

I liked it better before you alphabetized the family. I used to be at the top (a fitting place for someone of my title and status), and now I'm just the forgotten middle child...

Demoted by the Most Attractive...this recovery may require extensive counseling, fasting, and prayer.

agirlwho said...

P.S. Thanks for adding me to "family friendly" I feel so special!