I'm going to tell you how to take white gravy, something simple and cheap, and make a meal you'll love out of it. As a kid, we called this Shit on a Shingle. Despite the name, it is good.
First, set up your ingredients.
For one serving:
3 tablespoons of flour
3 tablespoons of butter
1 cup of milk
Your choice of lunch meat, 6 slices
2 pieces of toast
Before you start, chop up your meat to whatever size you want it.
To the flour, add some spices. Personally, I go with a dash of cayenne and a little bit of garlic powder. Next, melt your butter in a skillet at a medium heat. Once it's melted, add the flour to it. Stir this up until all the flour is mixed in. You should have a grainy, yellow gunk in the pan. This is called roux. Once you're there, add your milk and stir vigorously. You may want to remove it from the heat for a moment while you do this. You want to break up your roux so that it's thoroughly mixed into the milk. This would be a good time to add some black pepper, add however much you prefer. Continue to stir this while it's over the heat. It will start to thicken after a little bit. When you're close to your desired thickness, add the meat and stir it in.
Once your gravy is as thick as you want it, remove it from the heat. You can do the next part one of two ways, you can break up your toast on a plate/in a bowl and add the gravy, or you can leave it whole on a plate and pour the gravy over it. I like the first option because I like to salt it, and it's easier to mix that way. Enjoy!
If you're comfortable enough with the process, you can use a high heat to make this. Just remember that it will thicken faster.
*cringes in horror* The person introducing a commercial for Naruto pronounced the name Nuh-rootoh. The 'a' has an 'ah' sound jack-ass!
Yes, I am well aware that it isn't truly important and that I'm a geek for caring.
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LoL
Only slightly. :P
But you knooow... if this is your biggest problem in life, things must be going well for you.... :P
A somewhat disturbing thought occurred to me a moment ago. The thing is, I'm actually kind of suicidal. I'm not really the type to actually do that though. I always have some reason or excuse not to do it. What came to me earlier is that I used to be he same way about drugs. For a long time I had one reason or another to leave them alone, but they were always something I wanted. It wasn't all that long ago that I gave up all those excuses and started smoking weed. Not lone after that, I tried acid. With that in mind, I have to wonder, when will the excuses not to kill myself become meaningless too?
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You cannot sit around in front of a computer and wait for this to go away. It's time to get out and help yourself.
I have been trying. I've started to get involved in stuff outside of my home. I even tried going to the psychiatrist, but it was pointless since it didn't help at all. I honestly don't know what else to do at this point, and I'm hoping that what I am doing will start helping.
What do you do when you're too depressed to do things that need to be done or to care about things you should care about?
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I will find happiness
https://acmejoy.com/
I will look for orgasms
https://fondlove.com/
My mood right now is 20% frustration, 10% determination, 20% loneliness, and 50% apathy. It's really not a good combination. I have to go into work now, and I wonder how that's going to change my mood.
Fuck. I did something the other day to my lower back. I don't know what exactly. It felt like I strained something a little. It lasted about 2 days and started feeling better. It eventually went away. Tonight, after work, I did something to aggrevate it again. It started hurting mildly. I have no clue what I did though. Then I went and hooked up with that girl again. That wasn't the brightest decision. It hurts like hell now to stand or sit up straight. The best position to avoid the pain is a funky angle with my right leg straight out.
Wow. That is messed up. I woke up just a moment ago, but I couldn't remember falling asleep. The last thing I remembered was watching a movie on my comp. I looked at the time and freaked when I saw it was 7. I was thinking I was supposed to be to work at 5. Then I was trying to figure out what time I'd dozed off. I'd completely forgotten about work until I woke up, and I was wondering if I'd already been late for work when I fell asleep. As I stared at the clock wondering what happened and what to do, I noticed something very important. The clock says it's 7 a.m. I'm not late for work. I remembered when I went to sleep, a little after midnight on Thursday. I work at 5 on Friday... Brilliant. I hadn't forgotten about work at all, I just had no clue what time it actually was.
I am such a liar, or perhaps it might be better to say I'm an actor. Really, there isn't much difference. Face to face, people only see of me what I show them. It actually takes a special person to see the reality, for me to show the truth. There are so few who ever even make the attempt to peek behind the curtains and see what goes on back stage. Then again, I suppose that's one way for me to know who truly cares.
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Everyone lies to some extent, Dear. No worries. ^_^ You can't tell the truth all the time. It's not in our nature to do so. :)
I hate feeling jealous over someone. Especially when I never had a chance in the first place and have already moved on. Once again, my mind proves that knowing something and feeling it are two different things.
I was just witness to the most amazing, beautiful thing I've ever seen. It was incredible. It started out as this almost invisible spinning disc of color. I almost didn't notice it. When I did, I stopped and just let my eyes relax to watch it. IT faded but was quickly replaced by another. As I tried to focus on this spinning disc of light/color, I saw that it was actually a bunch of practically microscopic balls of color swirling together. I watched it for a while. It was like a display of fireworks but far more beautiful than any ever made and smaller than the end of an eraser.
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PCP?
LSD?
Why come you no share?
LSD. I took it at about 8 last night, and I'm still feelin' it a little.
ha ha Well, there was nobody here for me to share with. I wish there had been, it would have been more fun to have somebody around to do it with me.
Typically speaking, holiday topics are not, I repeat, NOT the best topics to pick to talk about with me.
I was scrolling down my favorite journals list and saw the name burro on it. I thought to myself, "Wait a sec, there's no burro on my list. What the fuck?" I scrolled back up and looked again, it was birra. *shakes head*
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Wow! Were you thinking of burritos? lol
I believe I've just been called.... an ass!
Heh.
I wasn't going to go there, but since you said it... heh heh
It started out kind of crappy. I got to work and found out that I was going to be put up front. It's Tuesday, and that means a bunch of old people playing live country music and not very well. After that, I found out that I'm only scheduled 10 hours next week. I'm less than pleased about that. That is just enough to pay my rent, but that won't leave enough money for anything else. That means no phone, no internet, no utilities. Nothing.
The night did get better. Shortly after I got there, I was asked to go help President Sellers move some things. That's the biggest big wig of Graceland and since Graceland owns the place I work, he's the biggest big wig for where I work too. I agreed. William and I went there and helped him load a few pieces of furniture into a trailer, and I went back to work right after. The great part is, on top of being on the clock the whole time, he paid me for it. That made me pretty happy. I went and bought myself some frozen pizza. That also means I can afford to do laundry before next Tuesday, which is awesome since I ran out of clean clothes today. As icing on the cake, I found out tonight is the last night for the crappy live music! Just to make things even better, I got some amazing news when I went to Hy-Vee. The guy who checked me out told me that his parents are opening a Mexican restaurant in this town! I'm so freaking excited for that! I've been craving Mexican for a while now.
I work tonight but have the next two days off from both work and school. I fear I may get sent home from work tonight, but we'll see.
I'm beginnning to think that I might have abandonment issues. I don't know how else to put that. During the week, my friend comes over around the same time each day to hang out. She goes home on the weekends. When Monday rolls around, I'm always paranoid that I'm not going to hear from her for some reason. She normally texts me by 3:30, and if I don't hear from her by then, I fear she doesn't want to hang out for some reason. I feel sort of stupid for it each time.
Today was one of the days that we wear a blue polo shirt for our work uniform. We have a blue one and a red one. Like all shirts with buttons that I wear, I only button them up so far. With these, it's just the top button that I leave undone. I've been wearing them this way since I started working there. I can't button that top button, it's sort of a claustrophobia kind of thing.
When I got to work today, the closing manager tells me I need to button it up because there's chest hair showing. Of course there is. I have chest hair growing up to the hollow at the base of my throat. There's only one button left on the shirt though, the top button. So, I explained to her why I can't button that last button. What does she do? She goes to tattle to the boss lady that I "refused" to do it. Then the boss lady comes over to me and tells me that I need to do it since the other said to do it. What the fuck? I didn't refuse shit. It's not like a style thing or something I'm making a choice about, it's something I need to have the way it is. I'm pissed that they consider it refusing, especially since this has never been required before. This is something that's going to have to be dealt with.
What the fuck was that? I came to VR and started at the log in page, and one of the worst fucking songs in existence starts playing. I hate this song so much that I have destroyed shit over it in the past. It makes me violent. That's how unbelievably horrible I find that's song.
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What song?
shhhhh...I think what you heard was Cancer's Camera broadcasting audio. heeheehee
Yeah, it was Cancer's cam. Scrolling down a little bit would have revealed that.
I honestly don't know the title. I make it a point to remember nothing about it that I don't have to.
Is that what it is? To each their own, but I can't stand it.
Warning! Sexual content.
I hooked up with a chic Friday and Saturday. The first day, we went for about 3 hours and yesterday was about 2. Like every girl before her, she wore out before me and didn't get me off. It's frustrating as hell. I had fun, and I would do it again, but I'd like to get what I give. This particular girl just wanted to lay there with her legs spread and let me do all the work. That can be fun, but I need more to get mine too. Giving pleasure is only half the fun. I need an active participant to get the other half.
Everyone I've been with has expressed that I'm pretty damn good at what I do. The first girl I was ever with told me that I did more for her just in foreplay than anyone ever managed even in sex. The girl I was with this time said she never knew sex could feel that good. I'm glad I can do that for them. That's actually a point of pride for me. I just hope that I will find a woman sometime who makes me think the same thing.
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here they are saying guys treat them like objects, or sex dolls
then a tuned-in guy comes around and they turn out to be the dud
this is why I think penthouse forum should be required reading in Community collage, and freshman year in collage
Good to hear the news!
Never be afraid to dictate to a partner the terms of service.. and their obligation, some girls actually need it.. woman (as in grown) don't.
Tell them what to do then. If you're not getting off and they're being a dead fish, make them do something. Put the chick on top. I dunno. But if you don't tell them, you can't expect to happen now, can you?
My sweetheart and I went for 5 hours lastnight, and no matter what he did, I just couldn't make it.
Does that mean I didn't enjoy it? Hell no. Best night of my life.
But, yeah, communication is the key. Talk to her, tell her what you'd like. It won't be good without good communication.
I communicate. That's one of the biggest things for me. It just doesn't seem to do me any real good. I don't blame the women involved. I've come to realize it's more that they can't provide what I need rather than they just aren't.
I hooked up with this chic from school today. I was basically a booty call. I still have yet to find a woman who can finish the job for me. It's a little frustrating. It was a good time none the less, and she had some stamina at least.
It's known only be a couple people who know me that I'm bi. Although, I've never actually dated a guy. I've fooled around before, and I enjoyed it. I've never met a guy I would consider attractive in a romantic sense. I would consider more if the right guy ever came along, but until then, I'll stick with only doing guys and date women. I find it frustrating though. I'm not in a place where I can be "out" about it. Unfortunately for me, it's kind of hard to meet other bi or gay guys without other people finding out. This is a small town, and it would get back to the people I don't want to know.
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Well, you are out now! According to some people online is the new real-life. :)
Ha ha You're not wrong. The only difference is that the people I want this kept from have pretty much 0 chance of finding out something I post in here.
I stayed up late last night working on Areopagitica for my English Lit. class. I fell asleep working on that, and my alarm clock wasn't set. I didn't wake up until about 20 minutes ago. That's after my first class gets over and part way into my second class. However, my friend tells me that the second class was let out early. So I missed them both. *sigh* At least I haven't missed math.
If you go on AFF, you see a lot of guys with dick pics posted. It's just one of those things. It's funny, since most of the women on there would rather see face pics. I came across one tonight that disturbed me a little. Please keep in mind, I'm not trying to mock anybody. However, if I were this guy, I would NOT have posted this pic for the world to see. He is so small that it's pretty much nothing but a flap of skin. No joke. I don't honestly see how it would even be possible for him to have sex.
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O_O Wow... yea, a face picture would definitely be a lot better in that situation. *laughs*
My best friend: You're never going to believe what Calvin got you.
Me: What?
My best friend: He got you a present.
Me: *raises eyebrow* Calvin bought me a present?
My best friend: Yeah. It's pretty cool.
Me: I'm not sure whether to be intrigued or disturbed.
My best friend: *laughs* I think you'll like it. *reaches into purse* Here. *hands me pipe*
Me: Dude! That's so awesome!
I couldn't believe he just randomly bought me a pipe. That's so cool. It's especially cool since I know it bothers him that his girlfriend hangs out with another guy all the time.
So... I've come to the decision that I need to start being an asshole again. Arrogance, indifference, and antipathy seem to be the only things people get these days. I tried being nice, and people took advantage of it. Now, instead of giving them reasons to stay on my good side, I'm going to start giving them reasons not to get on my bad side.
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I like nice...
I would think most people do. There are some people that I deal with in the real world on a regular basis that don't seem to appreciate me keeping my less pleasant tendencies in check.
I just posted a review for the movie Franklyn. Check it out: http://jscott-itiswhatitis.blogspot.com/2010/11/franklyn.html
If I believe something, it is. If something is, it is because I believe it to be so. Reality is what it is. Yet, how do we know what it is? All we ever know is what we perceive. I believe I am sitting at my computer typing this, but what if I'm really in a straight jacket somewhere drugged out of my mind? In the end, does it matter? All you can really do is accept what you believe to be and act accordingly.
I really am weird. I don't think that's such a bad thing though.
I have no clue what the deal is with this. On AFF, there's this chic who comes and views my profile at least every-other day. I don't know why though. I've messaged her, but she never replies. The fact that she doesn't reply is enough to prove she's not a spam bot. So why does she keep coming back to my profile? Nothing on it has changed since the first time she looked at it, and I don't have any nude pics on there that she could be checkin' out. Who knows?
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I wouldn't read too much into it--it's the internet.
It's creepin' me out.
I'm in a bad place at the moment. The saddest part of all is that there's nothing anybody who actually cares can do to help. The only people in the position to do so right now don't honestly care, and that's part of the problem.
"Fucking fuck! I'm going to hurt you!"
I said that to my brother because he's fuckin' with me.
This week hasn't been too terrible, and tonight wasn't bad. Tomorrow, after work, I'm going to let loose and have myself some fun! I'm really looking forward to it.
After class I did a bit of homework, and then I hung out with my friend and played some video games for a little bit. After that, we went to check out an improv group called the Graceland Players. It was pretty cool. I'm planning to get into that. That means I'll have to change my availability for work, but it would be worth it. Then I had dinner at the commons, courtesy of my friend Rachel. It was kind of cool to eat supper with other people for once, it made eating more enjoyable. I definitely need to invite a couple people over and cook dinner for them one of these days. I might even look up a new recipe or two!
I've struggled a bit this semester, mostly due to a bit of depression. I'm really starting to feel better though. After meeting with the lady in the CAP center, I was able to let go of a lot of what was stressing me out. Thanks to her, I signed up to take piano next semester. She also pointed me in the direction of a couple of options that just didn't occur to me. I just have a bit of catching up to do and keeping up, and I should be good. Between piano and drawing, I'm really looking forward to next semester.
Sure things aren't perfect. There are a couple things I'd like to be different, but right now more than ever, I feel as if I made the right choice and am in the right place. I'm feeling good about where things are going for me. Here's to the tomorrows to come!
Isn't it great?
Job: Check
Apartment: Check
Car: Check
Social Life: Check
Goals: Check
Love Life: N/A
I feel like it might be a long day. I'm going to be in class from 9:30 through 2. First up is English Lit., then Critical Thinking, and the last class is math. After that, I get a couple hours to chill at home and do whatever before work. Then I work from 5-close. Once I'm off work, I get to come home and do homework.
I can understand the desire to harm or kill somebody who has wronged you. It's the need to feel vindicated. I understand the urge to violence in general. Why would a person allow greed or bitterness to overcome them to the point where they harm somebody close to them who hasn't wronged them?
People kind of annoy me sometimes. If you come online, and you get a message. If you're too busy to actually talk to the person, either say that up front or don't respond. It's not like you're obligated to reply to every single message you get.
It's a good thing I bought some bulk ramen and the stuff to do chipped beef gravy over toast. I can also do grilled meat and cheese easy enough. I forgot to fill out and send in the stupid papers they send out every couple of months when you get food stamps. So I don't have any right now, and the lady I talked to made it sound like it could be a while before my form gets processed now. Which means it will be a little while before I can afford to buy food.
I was running behind this morning, but I was planning to go to class. Then I started to cry in the shower and thought better of it. I haven't cried in forever. After last night, this depression I've been struggling with for a while now has started to overwhelm me. Well, it's that, the stress, and the fact that I'm not getting enough sleep. I passed my limit forever ago, and I'm not sure how much further I can push forward.
Totally rejected. It sucks. It feels like there was this fire in my belly that instantly froze. All that's left is cold. I'm tired of rejection, it's the worst feeling.
Wow, I'm super flattered. I thought the lyrics I wrote last night were amazing, but I'm kind of biased. I was only going to post them on facebook because I'm feeling unusually protective of them. When I told my cousin this, she started freakin' out. She was determined that it should be posted on allpoetry. I told her maybe and she responded like this: BUT I WANT TO SHOW THE WORLD. D: She isn't the only one to give me a good review. I'm a little blown away.
I went to bed at around 2 last night. That was after experiencing a time loop and reliving 1. I was completely exhuasted then, but I couldn't get to sleep at first. When I finally did get to sleep, I didn't stay asleep for very long. I was awake more than asleep in the end. Now I feel a little funky.
I just wrote some lyrics that I personally feel are amazing. Writing them was so intense, and so was the relief when I finished. When I stopped writing, my hands were shaking and there were tears in my eyes. I'm not joking. They're posted on my facebook, but I'm not sure if I'm going to post them here.
Time started: 12:21 a.m.
Full name:
Birthday:
Zodiac sign: Gemini
Height: 5'8"
Hair colour: Shaved. I'm naturally blonde though.
Eye colour: Blue
Siblings: 1 brother and 1 sister
Tattoos: 1 so far
Piercings: The left side of my lip
Favorite:
Colour: Black, grey, and dark but rich reds and blues
Food: I'm honestly not sure what my favorite is anymore.
Cereal: No clue.
Fruit: Oranges
Vegetable: I'm not big on vegetebles
Movie: There are several. V for Vendetta, Ultraviolet, Rise: Blood Hunter, Franklyn, Kick-Ass, Tenacious D in: The Pick of Destiny, Little Nicky, and many more.
Magazine: I'm not really into magazines.
Newspaper: I'm not really into newspapers.
TV show: Castle, Psych, Robot Chicken, and lots of anime.
Radio station: So far the best I've found is Lazer 103.3, but I find them lacking.
Song: There are way too many.
Music group: There are way too many. My current addiction is Eyes Set To Kill.
Music type: Rock, hard rock, goth rock, metal, black metal, and similar.
Day of the week: Whichever one happens to be my best in any given week.
Month: I've never really given it much thought.
Season: Fall
Number: 13
Weather: Rain
Restaurant: Fast food = B-Bops. Casual dining = Goldberg's in Omaha
Sport to play: It used to be Basketball, but I haven't played in a long time.
Animal: I can't really say I have a favorite.
Flower: Fuschia. It looks awesome.
Have you ever:
Been on a train: Nope.
Been in a car accident: Yes
Caused a car accident: No
Run into a wall: Yes
Burned a potato chip: No
Almost burned the house down: Not really.
Been drunk: Nope
Broken the law: It's only illegal if you get caught.
Burned a cd (if yes, the one above is yes): Yes, and that's not necessarily illegal.
Kissed someone of the opposite sex: Yeah
Gotten engaged: Almost.
Loved: Yep
Made yourself cry to get out of trouble: Not that I remember.
Cried in public: When I was little.
Cried over a movie: No
Fallen asleep in a movie theatre: No
Been to a boarding school: No
Been home-schooled: No
Lost a valuable item: Yeah, a few.
Bungee jumped: This is on my list of things I have to try sometime.
Met the president: No, but I got a certificate of achievement signed by one.
Met a celebrity: I want to say yes, but I don't actually remember ever meeting one.
Made a prank call: Who? Me? Would I do something like that?
Skipped school: Yup.
Faked sick to get out of school: Once when I was a kid.
Climbed a tree: Yeah
Fallen from a tree: Yes. The falling was fun, but the landing wasn't all that great.
Broken a bone: Nope. All things considered, that's actually pretty amazing.
Sprained anything: Lots of times.
Been to DisneyLand: No
Been to a theme park (not Disney): I've never been to a theme park, but I've been to a couple amusement parks.
Said i love you and meant it (not to a relative): Yes
Past:
Memory you miss the most:
Memory you want to forget:
Something you regretted after it was done: I don't really regret.
The last:
Song you heard: Closer by NIN
CD you bought: I can't remember right now.
Thing you said: Fuck. (No joke)
Time you cried: I don't know.
Movie seen in a theatre: Friday the 13th
Thing you ate: Pepperoni pizza
At this moment:
What are you listening to: Eyes Set to Kill radio on pandora.com
What are you wearing: A black shirt with a skull print and blue jeans
What are you thinking: I'm thinking about how I'd rather be having fun and hanging out right now.
What are you scared of most: No clue. I don't experience fear quite like most people do.
How many people are on your buddy list: Which one?
Future:
Occupation: I'm not sure.
Place to live: Somewhere.
What are you doing tomorrow: Laundry and dishes. I doubt I'll do much more than that.
Will there be a WW III: Fuck if I know.
Will humanity snuff itself out: Probably.
Friends.
Best friend: Rachel, Christina
Skinniest: Rachel
Best secret keeper: I think they all can equally. I tend not to befriend people who can't keep their mouths shut.
Worst secret keeper: See above
Smartest: Hmm....
Most hyper: No clue.
Hottest: That's actually a hard one... I think I'm going to plead the fifth.
Weirdest: lmao, None of them are as weird as me.
Most annoying: I don't really think any of my friends are annoying.
Shyest: Hmmm... Probably Rachel.
Most religious: No clue.
Do you believe in.
Heaven: Nope
Hell: Not really.
Angels: Not so much
Devil: Nope.
God: Nah
Buddha: No
Aliens: I believe they're a possibility.
Ghosts: Yes
Spirit (soul): Eh.... Yeah.
Soulmates: Not really. I don't believe in "destiny" or "fate".
Reincarnation: Yes
Love at first sight: It's not even possible. Love requires a deeper connection than what you see.
Karma: Yes and no.
Love in general: Yes.
Luck: Yeah
Yourself: Are implying that I'm a god?
Crush:
Who and when was your first crush: Venessa Krueger Kindergarten
Any now: Definitely
A celebrity crush: Not really.
Who do you want to be with right now: I'm going to keep that a secret for now.
Who's number do you want: Not tellin'.
First thing noticed about the opposite sex: Eyes
Do you know what an aphrodisiac is: Yeah
One or the other:
Coke/Pepsi: Coke
Sprite/7-up: 7-Up
Gold/silver: silver
Vanilla/chocolate: chocolate
Flowers/candy: Candy
Book/magazine: Book
TV/radio: It depends on my mood
Glass half empty/half full: Typically, I consider a half a glass of something to simply be half a glass of that. It's neither half empty, nor is it half full. Sometimes I like to get technical. Then it depends on whether it was full and emptied to half or empty and filled to half.
Democrat/Republican: Fuck off.
Coloured pencils/markers: I'm not sure. Most of my drawings are done in pencil or with pastels, mostly oil.
Coffee/tea: I like the smell of both but the taste of neither.
Sun/moon: Moon
Day/night: Night
Hot/cold: Cold
Dog/cat: I'm fairly indifferent.
Button/zipper: Zipper
Cotton/feather pillow: Feather
Blue/purple: Blue
Plumber/trash-man: ... ?
Jeans/shorts: Tripp
Mechanical/regular pencil: Mechanical
Romantic comedy/thriller: Eh... Neither are my favorite. It would depend on the individual movie.
Peanut butter/jelly: Both together
Waffles/pancakes: Waffles
Letter/email: Letter
Florida/California: California
Pizza/burgers: Burgers
Hat/visor: Hat
Football/rugby: Football
Ice-skating/roller-blading: Roller-skating
First thing you think of when you hear:
Yellow: Fire
Red lipstick: Hot
Socks: I'm starting to run low on them.
Moulin Rouge: Who cares?
Greenland: Ice
Iceland: This one actually draws a blank.
Harry Potter: I feel like it's been killed.
Red: Blood
Blackberry: Too many fucktards can't put them down.
Rose: Guns 'n Roses
Rooster: Crow
Taxes: Feh
Lollipops: Porn
Love: Passion
South Park: Hell yeah
Boy bands: Eunuchs
Penguins: Bad asses in disguise
Spoons: A dangerous game to play
Junk mail: Idiots
Dairy: Cheese
Your father: Was never much of one.
Vitamin: Flinstones
Are you:
Happy: Sometimes
Sad: Sometimes
Religious: Not really.
Crazy: So I'm told.
Messy: A bit.
Mad: Sometimes. Unless you mean like the Mad Hatter... Then I guess the answer stays the same.
Slacker: Not really, just a procrastinator.
Nerd: It depends on who's definition of that word you're using. I consider myself more of a geek than a nerd.
Bookworm: I've been known to be. I'm waiting for the next book to come out for my two favorite series right now.
Jock: Not really. I do like to play once in a while.
Preppy: Never have been.
Selfish: No
Obsessive: Sometimes
Calm: Almost always.
Untrustworthy: No
Patriotic: I don't honestly give two shits about this country, nor the world for that matter. I'm more concerned about the individuals who matter to me.
Miscellaneous:
What color is your jacket: I don't actually own one.
What colour crayon would you be: Black
What are the last four digits of you phone number: 3658
Feelings on abortion: It's not my thing, but I feel it's the right of each individual to make that decision for themself.
What does your screen-name mean: I think it's pretty straight forward.
Thoughts on blonde pop stars in general: Who gives a shit?
Who do you trust the most: It's hard to say.
How about coffee: Like I said before, it smells good, but I don't drink it.
Is the world screwed: Up
What is something you cant live without: Music.
What time did you fall asleep: I haven't yet.
Can you live without a microwave: I rarely use one unless I have condensed soup or ramen noodles.
What do think about death: I accepted it a long time ago and don't really have any strong feelings about it.
What do you always think about: Music, girls, sex, violence, books, life, self reflection. All of that. All the time. All at the same time. There's often more going through my head at any given moment too.
What is wrong with your school: Mostly just where it's located.
What is right with your school: The lady in Info Central kicks ass.
How do you react to change: Depends on what the change is. I like change, in general. Some change isn't good though.
Do you talk to yourself: All the time
What is your opinion on love: Umm...?
Can you afford to lose weight: It would probably be a good idea.
What colour would you dye your hair: If I had hair to dye... I probably wouldn't, but if I did, it would be black.
Best thing anyone has told you: I don't know.
Does being psycho appeal to you: It might be a nice change of pace.
If you wrote a book, what would it be about: I don't know how to describe that properly.
What would you change your name to: I wouldn't really.
Longest crush lasted how long: No clue.
Time finished: 1:42 but I was multi-tasking.
I'm so bored and lonely right now. I guess that means it's Saturday night. What a wonderful night. [/sarcasm]
Warning: Content of a sexual nature
So, I decided a while ago that I didn't feel I was quite big enough. I've read literature that described methods of using penis pumps that will make it bigger over a period of time of regular use. So I bought one. Shortly after I was talking to 2 different exes about it. Both of them had made it clear to me in the past that I wasn't lacking, but I honestly thought they were just being nice. When the subject of me trying to make it bigger came up, they both informed me that I didn't really need to be any bigger. Apparently, even though it's only average in length, it's thick enough to make up for it. Still, I didn't really believe them. So tonight I tried it out the penis pump. I believe them now. I sort of broke it. I was too thick. I can replace the part that broke easily enough, but I don't think it'll be worth it. The damn chamber is barely any bigger than I am! Looking back, I've had evidence of this in similar form before, but it didn't really click. I'm never going to think little of my gear again. Yes, the pun is intended.
Me: So I'm not the only one up this late eh?.
Her: i'm up this late almost every night.
Me: I didn't know that. That's cool. So you're a total night owl then?.
Her: no i'm just up until about 1 or 2 most nightsbut past that i get super tired.
Me: Hmm. That's about how late I usually stay up. I like to go for a walk a lot between 11-1 too.
Her: that's cool.
Me: It's pretty nice. I especially like to walk up around campus. It's actually kind of beautiful late at night.
Her: It's also cold, and lonely
i don't enjoy it .
Me: lol, It is. I enjoy it because it's one of the few things to be enjoyed around here. You should join me sometime, I could show you a couple of my favorite spots.If you can look at the beauty, it's not bad.
Her: well, i've been seeing these rape posters up around campus a lot lately... so this could be questoinable lol
questionable*.
Me: lmao, I doubt anyone's going to try to rape you if I'm there. They tell me I don't look like somebody you want to run into in a dark alley.
Her: i was talking about you being the rapist lol.
Me: lol, I know. I chose to misinterpret it.
Her: oh that blows.
Me: Why's that?.
Her: i don't knowjust felt like a good time to say it.
Me: Ahhh, gotcha. On a serious note though, I would promise you a rape free evening.
Her: i'll consider it.
Me: Alright, just let me know. I go out most nights..
Her: ok.
Hmm... Perhaps my persistance will pay off? This is the third time I've asked this girl out. The first time she only said, "I don't know." The second time she just shot me down. This time she said, "I'll consider it." Maybe I'll get a "yes" next time.
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