I am the most un-housewifey woman out there. I can cook, I will enver "fetch you a beer" and I deffinately don't sew. I have to awesome black and white striped t-shirt that has buttong that go to about right under the bottom of my bra. Today I somehow managed to pop out the button second from the bottom. This ticked me off because I did it in public and when this happened all the other buttons came undone. So I'm trying to get my ta-ta's back into my shirt/Running back to my house.
When I got back to my hosue I tried re-attaching the button for about ten minutes. Then I came up with this masterful plan to get some black string from my mothers sewing kit and somehow tie it to the original string and then tie the button back on.
After about 30 tries I got it. Tied about 10 knots in the string and TA-DA my shirt is fixed. I just though you ass should know this considering I'm really not the sharpest tool in the shed when it come's to these kind of things.
As a random thought. I wonder wha ... Read more ...
Pins and needles have to be the worst things ever. I have a tendancy to sleep on my face and I'm usualy lying on my arm and thus wake up with pins and needles. This doesn't bother me a whole lot when it happens every once in a while but it has been happening every night and I am soon going to knaw my arm off.
I lvoe the feeling I get when my hand or foot goes numb. I dont know why it just feels so cool. At one point I laid on my back in a chair in my living room with my legs up in the air for 20 minutes. When I tried to get up and walk I fell on my face. It felt just about as amazing as you would have thought. Something that I find very amusing is when somebody muscles crap or seomthing and they are trying to walk and they do this weird limp/hobble.
Sorry to bring the topic of sex into this blog but it has nothing to do with my sex life. How ridiculously funny would it be if you took a picture of everyone's sex face and mounted them up on a wall. You cannot think about someones sex face or "O ... Read more ...
The other day my mother made a little mistake. She accidently slipped what my christmas present was and I'm so stoked for it. She bought me and my other sister tickets to go see the Trans Siberian Orchestra. I am wee bit odd and like classical music. Which is odd because I also listen to death metal. Anyways Im so excited I cant stand it. Not only do I get my tattoo for christmas I also get to see the most amazing orchestra ever! If you haven't heard any fo their songs or their covers you are sheltered. They do a remake of Carol of the bells and it is awesome. They use electric guitars and drums, Its so amazing. This kind of helps with the fact that I cant go to the ACDC concert anymore. I myself have never been to a concert before because my parents were far to overprotective so this year I'm determined to go to as many concerts as possible. I'm determined to go to a Three days grace concert because I have been in love with them since I hate everything about you came out. Although Im a massive fan Im prac ... Read more ...
For those of you who are the "ebaums nazi's" I am labelling you this ( and you should know who you are) because you get so offended by my bad spelling, grammar, and punctuation. I can understand that it may bother you but that does not give you the right to act as if I just raped your mother while I murdered kittens over her head.
Im thinking that now just to annoy those bastards who take a shit fit everytime I misspell something or forget a period or a comma. If it bothers you so much and you really wish for me to use spell check why not just ask me nicely rather then saying " learn to spell you stupid bitch". If you assholes wish I can use slang and never use any punctuation and show you a stupid bitch.
Also if you have not noticed from my first blog to this one my spelling and grammar has improved alot. In my first one I barely used punctuations at all. And if you are curious to know I have an issue with spelling and writing/typing is because my writing level is below normal, But this does ... Read more ...