Seven Deadly Sins: Days Six & Seven
Okay, so I missed a day. It was my brother's birthday, and we were out partying.
Day One: Pride - Seven great things about yourself.
Day Two: Envy - Seven things you lack and covet.
Day Three: Wrath - Seven things that piss you off.
Day Four: Sloth - Seven things you neglect to do.
Day Five: Greed - Seven worldly material desires.
Day Six: Gluttony - Seven guilty pleasures.
Day Seven: Lust - Seven secret loves.
Day Six: Gluttony
1.) Chai tea. I am obsessed! I'm like a crackhead with a rock! And, thanks to defaultlyric, I am set for a few months! (Thanks!)
2.) Cute things. I will spend hours squeeing over pictures of baby kittens and penguins and fennec foxes (look at my icon and tell me you didn't squeal a little!)
3.) Fashion magazines. I see fashion as an art form, so I drool over the latest issues of InStyle and Vogue the way some people freak over paintings. I love those, too.
4.) Tattoos. Weird, I know, but all of mine are shared tattoos -- meaning I was tattooed with someone close to me, and most are identical. I know plenty of people who think they're trashy; I don't give a shit.
5.) Shoes, jackets, and handbags. I would rather buy cheap-yet-trendy clothes from Target and have a really good pair of sneakers or a great bag.
6.) Thai food. My brother and I go to the same Thai place two and three times a week. It's crazy, but I am obsessed.
7.) Gadgets. I have a MacBook and a smartphone (hahaha, not mine!) and a Nook and an iPod and two digital cameras and a graphics tablet and I cannot stop myself! I'm a tech geek at heart.
7a.) Gluttony is totally my sin, people. Books. I have so many books it isn't even funny. And now I have a Nook, which is already loaded.
Day Seven: Lust
It says "secret loves," but since this is lust, this is hardly the right forum to discuss my secret love for 1980's sitcoms.
1.) I do not care what goes on in the bedroom between two (or more) consenting adults. Have an orgy. Use whips and chains. It doesn't bother me. If the brothers Winchester were real people and (as many Supernatural fangirls would like to believe) in love with each other, I would not care. Am I going to encourage people to date their siblings? No, but I remember an episode of House where a half-brother and half-sister fell in love. I said, "So what?"
2.) That being said, there are things that squick me, personally. I do not like scat or watersports or spitting on someone or barf. I don't think dressing up like a baby or playing the parent is sexy. Feet are not attractive. And if someone spanks me, I will break their hand.
3.) I have never "gone all the way" with a man. Before we were going to have sex, my first boyfriend said, "You're the smartest girl I know, and I want us to be friends forever, but I think you should know I'm not taking you to Hollywood with me this summer. Rock stars date hot chicks." Needless to say, he didn't get any that night. Nor did he, to my great pleasure, become a rock star. Then there was boyfriend number two, who wanted to wait until marriage. I thought, "Okay, whatever." Then he asked me to move into a nasty-ass trailer on his property so I wouldn't be around "the corruptive influence" of my brother, who is trans (FTM). I asked if he really had no idea I was bi when we started going out. He promptly burst into tears and said he would cherish every moment with me in this life because he would "lose me to the pit" in the next. So, yeah, I dumped his crazy ass.
4.) My sex drive comes with an on/off switch. I tend to leave it firmly in the off position, so I suppose some people would consider me asexual, but I think demi-sexual is more accurate if labels are a must.
5.) I am not at all attracted to the sorority girl look. When I see girls with long, stringy bleached hair, spray-tanned orange skin, and heavy make-up, I don't want to ask them on a date. I feel bad for them. That being said, I don't really have a type. I prefer red or dark hair to blonde, but I've been known to make exceptions.
6.) My biggest turn off is body odor. Just... No. There is no excuse. Carry wet wipes and a deodorant.
7.) I keep dating people who treat me like shit or become so dependent that they tell me they would rather die than live without me... when we have been dating for a week. Am I flypaper for crazies? Who knows?
Day One: Pride - Seven great things about yourself.
Day Two: Envy - Seven things you lack and covet.
Day Three: Wrath - Seven things that piss you off.
Day Four: Sloth - Seven things you neglect to do.
Day Five: Greed - Seven worldly material desires.
Day Six: Gluttony - Seven guilty pleasures.
Day Seven: Lust - Seven secret loves.
Day Six: Gluttony
1.) Chai tea. I am obsessed! I'm like a crackhead with a rock! And, thanks to defaultlyric, I am set for a few months! (Thanks!)
2.) Cute things. I will spend hours squeeing over pictures of baby kittens and penguins and fennec foxes (look at my icon and tell me you didn't squeal a little!)
3.) Fashion magazines. I see fashion as an art form, so I drool over the latest issues of InStyle and Vogue the way some people freak over paintings. I love those, too.
4.) Tattoos. Weird, I know, but all of mine are shared tattoos -- meaning I was tattooed with someone close to me, and most are identical. I know plenty of people who think they're trashy; I don't give a shit.
5.) Shoes, jackets, and handbags. I would rather buy cheap-yet-trendy clothes from Target and have a really good pair of sneakers or a great bag.
6.) Thai food. My brother and I go to the same Thai place two and three times a week. It's crazy, but I am obsessed.
7.) Gadgets. I have a MacBook and a smartphone (hahaha, not mine!) and a Nook and an iPod and two digital cameras and a graphics tablet and I cannot stop myself! I'm a tech geek at heart.
7a.) Gluttony is totally my sin, people. Books. I have so many books it isn't even funny. And now I have a Nook, which is already loaded.
Day Seven: Lust
It says "secret loves," but since this is lust, this is hardly the right forum to discuss my secret love for 1980's sitcoms.
1.) I do not care what goes on in the bedroom between two (or more) consenting adults. Have an orgy. Use whips and chains. It doesn't bother me. If the brothers Winchester were real people and (as many Supernatural fangirls would like to believe) in love with each other, I would not care. Am I going to encourage people to date their siblings? No, but I remember an episode of House where a half-brother and half-sister fell in love. I said, "So what?"
2.) That being said, there are things that squick me, personally. I do not like scat or watersports or spitting on someone or barf. I don't think dressing up like a baby or playing the parent is sexy. Feet are not attractive. And if someone spanks me, I will break their hand.
3.) I have never "gone all the way" with a man. Before we were going to have sex, my first boyfriend said, "You're the smartest girl I know, and I want us to be friends forever, but I think you should know I'm not taking you to Hollywood with me this summer. Rock stars date hot chicks." Needless to say, he didn't get any that night. Nor did he, to my great pleasure, become a rock star. Then there was boyfriend number two, who wanted to wait until marriage. I thought, "Okay, whatever." Then he asked me to move into a nasty-ass trailer on his property so I wouldn't be around "the corruptive influence" of my brother, who is trans (FTM). I asked if he really had no idea I was bi when we started going out. He promptly burst into tears and said he would cherish every moment with me in this life because he would "lose me to the pit" in the next. So, yeah, I dumped his crazy ass.
4.) My sex drive comes with an on/off switch. I tend to leave it firmly in the off position, so I suppose some people would consider me asexual, but I think demi-sexual is more accurate if labels are a must.
5.) I am not at all attracted to the sorority girl look. When I see girls with long, stringy bleached hair, spray-tanned orange skin, and heavy make-up, I don't want to ask them on a date. I feel bad for them. That being said, I don't really have a type. I prefer red or dark hair to blonde, but I've been known to make exceptions.
6.) My biggest turn off is body odor. Just... No. There is no excuse. Carry wet wipes and a deodorant.
7.) I keep dating people who treat me like shit or become so dependent that they tell me they would rather die than live without me... when we have been dating for a week. Am I flypaper for crazies? Who knows?