welcome. come honor my vomit.
Today I proved, once again, that I am a smooth motherfucker with mad social skills. It really wasn't my fault, though. I was standing five steps away from Born This Way, troll masterpiece of our generation, pretending to check out some books so I could draw out that magic moment right before I actually had it in my hands, when someone calls my name and barges the fuck in on my quality Gaga time.
I'm kind of amazed by how dirty everything about that paragraph almost turned out.
ANYWAY, so I hear someone call my name and it's a former high school classmate who also happens to have recently moved into my building. Super boring former high school classmate. Who is now studying to be a lawyer. To be even more boring. Wat.
I don't even run into him that often (considering the same building thing), but every time I do, it automatically generates one of those annoying situations where you're already walking too fast and don't really know if you should stop to chat or just keep walking. NOT THIS TIME, THOUGH. This time I was standing perfectly still and could, theoretically, have a conversation. Except I looked at him and, I don't know, I think the rest of my brain was still with Gaga, because the first words out of my mouth were: "Are you stalking me?"
Smooth motherfucker.
I BROUGHT BACK MY 'I SOMETIMES LIKE TO KILL PEOPLE' ICON. This is, obviously, v. important news. Super. I've also been experiencing an odd desire to keep thinking about the adventures of Great Demon Child Santana in the Mushroom Kingdom.
What adventures in the whatnow? The tale of the dark times that followed Lord Tubbington being appointed Chancellor of Mushroom Kingdom, Hyrule and Lima Heights Adjacent. The tale of how his plans to trade the Triforce for more cigarettes were spoiled by Great Demon Child Santana, Bowser Koopa Bowser's favorite niece and heir to all Princess-snatching. The tale of how Princess Pierce's gay sharks were in another castle.
Yeah.
I think I'm going to fall asleep before the finale is online, though. Boo.
Also, also, also, Gaga's Bloody Mary and Tori's That Guy should go on a date. ♥
I'm kind of amazed by how dirty everything about that paragraph almost turned out.
ANYWAY, so I hear someone call my name and it's a former high school classmate who also happens to have recently moved into my building. Super boring former high school classmate. Who is now studying to be a lawyer. To be even more boring. Wat.
I don't even run into him that often (considering the same building thing), but every time I do, it automatically generates one of those annoying situations where you're already walking too fast and don't really know if you should stop to chat or just keep walking. NOT THIS TIME, THOUGH. This time I was standing perfectly still and could, theoretically, have a conversation. Except I looked at him and, I don't know, I think the rest of my brain was still with Gaga, because the first words out of my mouth were: "Are you stalking me?"
Smooth motherfucker.
I BROUGHT BACK MY 'I SOMETIMES LIKE TO KILL PEOPLE' ICON. This is, obviously, v. important news. Super. I've also been experiencing an odd desire to keep thinking about the adventures of Great Demon Child Santana in the Mushroom Kingdom.
What adventures in the whatnow? The tale of the dark times that followed Lord Tubbington being appointed Chancellor of Mushroom Kingdom, Hyrule and Lima Heights Adjacent. The tale of how his plans to trade the Triforce for more cigarettes were spoiled by Great Demon Child Santana, Bowser Koopa Bowser's favorite niece and heir to all Princess-snatching. The tale of how Princess Pierce's gay sharks were in another castle.
Yeah.
I think I'm going to fall asleep before the finale is online, though. Boo.
Also, also, also, Gaga's Bloody Mary and Tori's That Guy should go on a date. ♥