You want to know something? I really love pretzels. I do. I love 'em. I tell all my friends and they're like "ew, that's nawsty, stfu." And I'm like "Nooo! Don't say that, pretzels are good! Really, they are!" And they're like "Stop talking to me, you're a slut." And I run and I cry and I contemplate suicide. All because of my dear old salty snack, Pretzel.
In other news, someone decided to silly-string my car while I was in slumber town. I really don't care, to be honest, but my grandmother was freaking out. I dunno why, it's my car and it doesn't bother me.
I bought Powerpuff Girls season 1... you know who's awesome? Sedusa. She knew what she was doing when she boinked the Professor. I recently saw an episode with her online where she used the Gangreen Gang to try and take over the world. It was awesome, Sedusa is such a diva. In the anime, she's lame, though.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Hello, Blog. Goodbye, Eyebrow ring.
Today begins my adventures in having a blog. I have a livejournal, but I mostly bitch and moan and talk about my nerdy obsessions. This blog will give me an opportunity to be cheerful and excited about life~! Anyhow, when I was 19, my friends and I decided to go get various piercings and tattoos together. My friend Bonnie got her lip pierced, my friend Dan got a sobriety star tattoo, and I got my eyebrow pierced. It was a symbol of friendship, as it were.
Three years later, I took my eyebrow barbell out and the hole closed up to the point where I can't put it through anymore. I only left it out a couple of days, but then I realized -- this is a blessing in disguise! There's no way I'd be able to get a job with my eyebrow ring in. Not only that, but the hole had pulled my skin so far that the layer of connecting skin was very small. Gross, I know, but that's what happened. So now, I am eyebrow-piercing free, and this picture is to commemorate the death of my eyebrow ring. I bid thee well, you will be missed.
The good news? My dad bought me the Chuck Norris "Total Gym" machine for my 22nd birthday! Who's gunna get buff? Meee~~~!
Three years later, I took my eyebrow barbell out and the hole closed up to the point where I can't put it through anymore. I only left it out a couple of days, but then I realized -- this is a blessing in disguise! There's no way I'd be able to get a job with my eyebrow ring in. Not only that, but the hole had pulled my skin so far that the layer of connecting skin was very small. Gross, I know, but that's what happened. So now, I am eyebrow-piercing free, and this picture is to commemorate the death of my eyebrow ring. I bid thee well, you will be missed.
The good news? My dad bought me the Chuck Norris "Total Gym" machine for my 22nd birthday! Who's gunna get buff? Meee~~~!
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