My Random Blog

I’m lame. Let me just preface all the ridiculousness that will follow, with that. I know it, you’ll soon know it. I’m ok with it.

MySpace. When I first created an account there- I was addicted to it. I had tons of “friends”, put my shit out there for the world to see and was pretty shameless about it’s use. Thankfully, the novelty of that wore off and I stopped the abuse. Now my profile exists as a way to stay connected to friends that have moved away. Phone calls, texts and emails are all fine and dandy, but they don’t compare to being able to hop over to someone’s life in the form of photos, blog posts, bulletins, etc. Thanks to MySpace, I knew Ally was coming to town this weekend and- although she actually calls me when she’s here- I was able to plan accordingly. Not a big deal, but handy.

My profile is private, and only people I actually know outside of the Internet, have access to it. I log in every so often to look at photos (and steal them if I’m in them- ha!) and read random bulletins and blog posts. I’m over MySpace. I get in, I snoop, I get out. (I still fill out surveys though- but that’s a whole other Oprah show.)

Now, I have discovered Facebook. I think it’s been around longer than the other, but I don’t really know because it’s new to ME. And here’s where my lameness is about to be even more obvious: I am addicted to it. I have actively pressured my friends to join it, be my friend on it and learn to Super Poke.

Super Poke! Soooo stupid, yet soooo fun. Ya see… There is regular ol’ poking (getting a member’s attention) and then there is SUPER Pokin’. That let’s you do all kinds of hilarious virtual things to your friends. Stupid things, yes. But funny nonetheless. My gay boyfriend and I spent WAY too much time online yesterday Super Pokin’ each other:

I spanked him, he threw a chocolate cake at me. I trout slapped him and he sucker punched me. Then I bit him. I’ve also thrown sheep, sent flowers, hugged, drunk-dialed, body-slammed and used The Force on various friends. I’m honestly not sure what I’m actually addicted to- Facebook itself, or Super Pokin’. Lame. I know. I told you.

If you’re feeling silly (or lame)… go there and be free.

And there’s my randomness for the day.

Peace and social ridiculousness.

Today I decided to log into my MySpace account and read the silly bulletins that my friends post. They 90% consist of “surveys”… Which I find most interesting just because it sometimes gives me insight into the lives and minds of my friends. Other times it just makes me wonder about their mental health.

Since I was in the mood, I decided to fill one out myself. In the interest of leaving bulletin space for those who truly need it, however, I’m posting it here instead of there. Enjoy the inside of my head.

1. List two facts about the last person you kissed.
He’s hot. He’s very nice.

2. What was your first thought when you looked in the mirror this morning?
Was I smoking crack in my sleep??

3. Do you believe there’s always room in your heart for your first love?
No. Unfortunately, he’s a douche.

4. Have you ever worn the opposite sex’s underwear?
Ummm… No. Oh wait- do boxers count? Then yes.

5. Where is the next place you will travel to?
Hopefully the beach. I need some ocean in my life right now.

6. Do you want to get married & have kids one day
Married, yes. Kids… I’ll leave that up to the maternal ones.

8. Have you ever kissed in a pool?
Of course. I highly recommend it.

9. Do you like to have long hair or short hair?
I prefer long hair. Short hair makes my head look big. Not a hot look for me.

10. Do you like ice cream?
Sometimes. I have to be in the mood for sweet stuff.

11. What’s your favorite color?
I have three (and interestingly enough- none are the colors of my blog!): Pink, black and silver/gray.

12. What does the last text in your inbox say?
“Hahaha me too!” from Jen.

13. Are you open about your sex life?
Open how? I don’t distribute photos or movies or anything. I do discuss it with my girlfriends though… That’s what we do.

14. Have you ever lied to protect someone’s feelings?
Yes. But only when it’s about something they are stuck with for a while- like a really bad hair cut.

15. Are you hiding something from your parents?
3 Playboys and a bag of weed.

16. Do you get jealous of other people easily?
Not at all.

17. What’s the best thing about having a boyfriend/girlfriend?
Hugs whenever you want them and your, um, “needs” consistantly tended to.

18. How did you meet the last person you kissed?
I met him a few years ago at a restaurant.

19. Have you ever been asked “does size matter?”
Yes I have. And yes it does.

20. Are you of great importance in someone else’s life?
I hope so.

21. What’s your favorite saying?
I like big butts and I cannot lie!

22. Is there anybody that knows your deepest, darkest secret?
There are a couple of people who could take me down if they wanted to, yes.

23. Could you fit down your chimney?
I’m pretty sure no.

24. Who taught you to tie your shoes?
My mom, of course. Mom’s are fabulous.

25. Do you usually sing while showering?
I never do. I’m too busy hitting the walls with my elbows and cursing.

26. What’s something that really grosses you out?
Bad breath. If it gets in my nostrils, it- seriously- gags me.

27. What is the oldest person you would date right now?
40.

28. Do you stick up for what you believe in?
I put my money where my beliefs are. So I’d say yes.

29. Is there anybody you’re really disappointed in right now?
Not right now.

30. If you could go back in time would you?
I’d go back to the 80’s and totally rock a side ponytail and a Frankie Say Relax t-shirt, while doing “the Carlton” to Duran Duran.

30. Do you use your middle finger often?
Only when I am taking photos with Kendra’s boyfriend. It’s his thing.

32. What’s annoying you right now?
My eyeballs. Slept in my contacts again and now I’m paying the price.

33. Are you a really understanding person?
It depends on what I am trying to understand. Math? Forget about it. My friend’s date with the guy who licked her face? Totally.

34. How many people have you kissed in your entire life?
I’m a smoocher from waaay back, so I’d easily go double digits on that one.

35. Do you know anyone who’s addicted to any drugs?
No, thank God.