Yelp is my new favorite site. There are some truly hilarious reviews on restaurants and everything else on this site. Why was I not told about this site sooner?
People are hilarious. Why do you waste your time writing terrible reviews? Also, if you misspell every other word, I highly suspect your intentions are simply to annoy readers like me, rather than to actually help people find good restaurants. It is a fantastic place to bitch about all your terrible experiences and reading them is just plain funny.
Small things about me
I'm a horribly messy person. Psychologically, I know it is still just me getting back at my parents but I just can't make it stop. I'm working on it though.
8 things about my body
1. My hair color is dark brown, but I've been adding red to it for the last 6 months. I feel so lovely and glamorous with these colors. I may have a love/hate relationship with my body, but my hair makes me feel so beautiful.
2. I love having painted nails. I hate subtle colors, I'd rather have deep red or black on my nails.
3. My body currently hates sea food. It is intolerant, not allergic, but it is killing me because sea food is my very favorite of all the foods.
4. My skin has stretch marks from being pregnant with twins. Lots of them. Mostly they just have an odd texture, but they don't bother me, except for the ones on my upper arms.
5. I love my ears.
6. After being pregnant, my feet hate high heels.
7. Besides stretch marks, I have almost no scars.
8. Rather than self mutilate by cutting, my issues tend to manifest by me biting my lips continuously or scratching my head until I bleed. Incidentally, this can make bathing or washing my hair or eating extremely painful. I've never actually told a professional about these habits. I should probably work on that.
3 facts about my personality
1. I am an introvert. I draw my power from being by myself. I love people and parties and what have you but I am so tired by the end that I generally need time to recharge.
2. I don't deal well with bullshit. I tend to react strongly when I feel people are screwing with me. I can be extremely temperamental.
3. Now that I've said that, though, it has to be said that I will put up with any crazy from my family. My boundaries are terrible when it comes to relations, but I'm working on it.
5 Weird things that I like.
Okay, to clarify, liking anything is weird.
1. Horror anything. Books, movies, video games, art etc. I get so fucking terrified of everything, but I love it anyway.
2. Pita Chips. New York Style. OH MY GAWSH. My favorite snack EVER.
3. Tumblr. I love tumblr. I'm addicted. It is so sad. But I love it. It makes me snort so much.....my computer screen needs to be cleaned....
4. Star wars online game. The reason this is weird is that the movies annoy me SO MUCH. But the game is awesome, I like that I can be bad AND good and LIGHTSABERS! YAY!
5. Feminist websites. This is weird because I was raised a super conservative Catholic Christian. But I love these sites. Feministing, Feministe and Shakesville are my favorite. I check them every day. They are wonderful and fantastic.
and finally a weird one 6. Porn. Let me clarify, there is a shitload of porn I find problematic. And by shitload, I mean nearly all of it. However, I love reading well written erotica (Random literotica stuff, for the win) and I've seen about 10 actual videos that I'm okay with. So there ya go.
I am deeply terrified of spiders, clowns and whales.
My favorite thing to do is a toss up between reading, sex and spending time with my husband.
I don't have a gender preference when it comes to sexual partners. I do prefer to be in a relationship before I do things of a sexual nature
I love being married. There have been some extremely difficult parts and I have no doubt that there are more to come. I've only been married for a year however I've been in a relationship with my person since 2009. We've had more than our fair share of difficulties.
I can see myself going to jail for a multitude of reasons. I assume they would be for self defense.
The curse word I use the most is fuck.
Talk to you guys later.
Love
Hellkitten
Showing posts with label bullshit. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Secrets
Secret-
I'm a three month kinda girl. Not something I am proud of. But that's the way it's been. You know the seven year itch? I'm the three month itch. I don't have tolerance for long relationships, simply because I don't have tolerance for bullshit. People tend to get comfortable around three months and start to show their true colors. I am not afraid to say no to that. I want the real man, I want the truth of a man and if you haven't been real since around the first week, you aren't the one for me.
Random note # 1- I just saw a squishable Cthulu on effing facebook. Must have! Will go with my stuffed evil undead mini warlock and my blanket of my evil undead warlock. OH MY GOD I MUST CHECK LOOKING FOR GROUP.
Back to the main thought here, I've been in this relationship for a year and a half. Not too long says you? VERY VERY long says I. And that's not really the point. The point is, I've always wanted my life to move slowly and steadily toward any series of goals. And now I just feel like I want to head at a dead run towards marriage, something I never thought I'd feel anything close to.
You see, there's this guy. I am laughing at this word 'guy', because if you went solely by his facial hair, he would be a lumberjack. Seriously. The facial hair is really REALLY manly and now that I'm thinking about it, introducing you to him via facial hair isn't the most realistic viewpoint.
He is kind and sweet and actually has an opinion. Honestly, this is embarrassing, but I don't DO guys with opinions! And if they do, I don't notice it that well. And now I have to. Which is cool and all, but took a WHOLE HELL of a lot of getting used to.
My man is fucking McDreamy. By which to say, he and his girlfriend in high school were the power couple. Like, Addison and Derek. Disturbingly perfect and whatnot. She was even a redhead :). Minus the whole cheating deal....huh. But like McDreamy, mine is kind and friendly and he even has perfect hair, bwahaha. And he has the posse of girls that like him.
Fortunately, I appear to be the Meredith Grey of this equation. I was never part of a power couple. I was pretty enough that the hot guys of my school looked at me but the guys I dated were unconventional and not cool and everyone knew it. I was angry and my skirts weren't pressed neatly and I cried messily and angrily in public places. After a bad breakup, I skipped school for 2 days. My eyeliner was always on in a no makeup school and my hair was too damn long and I hung out with a strange combination of basketball players and unconventional asians. When I was angry, I yelled. I threw a desk at a guy and got away with it. I broke a nice guys heart. Several, actually, but the niceness of my various boyfriends is always up for debate. NOT. COOL. But fun.
And now I'm engaged to a McDreamy and it's a little weird. Now, this is not to say he's perfect. He is neat to my messy and he can be a jackass, like any guy. He loooves his PS3 (to my XBox. He once saw my friend push me while we were skating and I fell and broke my wrist. He has seen me sob for two days straight.
My therapist says I was being anti-establishment with the way I was in high school. So now I'm anti-anti establishment.
On to the next post, because I'm having a hard time reconnecting with what I was talking about in the first place....girl
I'm a three month kinda girl. Not something I am proud of. But that's the way it's been. You know the seven year itch? I'm the three month itch. I don't have tolerance for long relationships, simply because I don't have tolerance for bullshit. People tend to get comfortable around three months and start to show their true colors. I am not afraid to say no to that. I want the real man, I want the truth of a man and if you haven't been real since around the first week, you aren't the one for me.
Random note # 1- I just saw a squishable Cthulu on effing facebook. Must have! Will go with my stuffed evil undead mini warlock and my blanket of my evil undead warlock. OH MY GOD I MUST CHECK LOOKING FOR GROUP.
Back to the main thought here, I've been in this relationship for a year and a half. Not too long says you? VERY VERY long says I. And that's not really the point. The point is, I've always wanted my life to move slowly and steadily toward any series of goals. And now I just feel like I want to head at a dead run towards marriage, something I never thought I'd feel anything close to.
You see, there's this guy. I am laughing at this word 'guy', because if you went solely by his facial hair, he would be a lumberjack. Seriously. The facial hair is really REALLY manly and now that I'm thinking about it, introducing you to him via facial hair isn't the most realistic viewpoint.
He is kind and sweet and actually has an opinion. Honestly, this is embarrassing, but I don't DO guys with opinions! And if they do, I don't notice it that well. And now I have to. Which is cool and all, but took a WHOLE HELL of a lot of getting used to.
My man is fucking McDreamy. By which to say, he and his girlfriend in high school were the power couple. Like, Addison and Derek. Disturbingly perfect and whatnot. She was even a redhead :). Minus the whole cheating deal....huh. But like McDreamy, mine is kind and friendly and he even has perfect hair, bwahaha. And he has the posse of girls that like him.
Fortunately, I appear to be the Meredith Grey of this equation. I was never part of a power couple. I was pretty enough that the hot guys of my school looked at me but the guys I dated were unconventional and not cool and everyone knew it. I was angry and my skirts weren't pressed neatly and I cried messily and angrily in public places. After a bad breakup, I skipped school for 2 days. My eyeliner was always on in a no makeup school and my hair was too damn long and I hung out with a strange combination of basketball players and unconventional asians. When I was angry, I yelled. I threw a desk at a guy and got away with it. I broke a nice guys heart. Several, actually, but the niceness of my various boyfriends is always up for debate. NOT. COOL. But fun.
And now I'm engaged to a McDreamy and it's a little weird. Now, this is not to say he's perfect. He is neat to my messy and he can be a jackass, like any guy. He loooves his PS3 (to my XBox. He once saw my friend push me while we were skating and I fell and broke my wrist. He has seen me sob for two days straight.
My therapist says I was being anti-establishment with the way I was in high school. So now I'm anti-anti establishment.
On to the next post, because I'm having a hard time reconnecting with what I was talking about in the first place....girl
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