Lovin' you...is easy cuz you're beautiful...
My sister, aunt, mom and I all went out to eat to celebrate Sissy's nineteenth birthday yesterday, and it was great fun. Well, except for the part where this fucking asshole old man openly stared at me for at least two minutes with the angriest, most hateful look on his face; my sis saw him and was like, wtf???
And it's totally because he thought Ash and I were lesbians; we get that all the time when we're out in public together, just because we're cuddly all the time. It's like, hello, she's my sister, and if she was my lesbian lover, it's none of your fucking business to begin with. Fuckers. So I glared at that asshole and gave him a mean look before snuggling up next to my sis; he can think whatever he wants, the dickweed.
I think it's pretty damn funny that I give off this total lesbian vibe, and people just make these assumptions. I never bother to correct people, because, number one, there's nothing wrong with being a lesbian, and if people want to think I am, fine. And number two, I just find it amusing, and it keeps people from being all up my ass about why I don't have a boyfriend.
Auntie and I have been all pumped up to go to Taco Bell when it reopened today, because I have been craving a taco like whoa. So we head over there, fully prepared to indulge in some Grade-F meat, and it's still fucking closed! Those bastards pushed the opening back a day. Grrrrr!
So we went to Goodwill instead, and I got a bunch of sweet stuff, including three new books: A Short History of Nearly Everything (which I almost ordered off Amazon for $30, and paid $2.99 for instead!), 1984 because my dickheaded father has my copy, Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald (hardcover for under a buck!) and Chicken Soup for the Pet Lovers' Soul for my sis. Rock on!
Also, Mya Rudolph is fucking beautiful.
And it's totally because he thought Ash and I were lesbians; we get that all the time when we're out in public together, just because we're cuddly all the time. It's like, hello, she's my sister, and if she was my lesbian lover, it's none of your fucking business to begin with. Fuckers. So I glared at that asshole and gave him a mean look before snuggling up next to my sis; he can think whatever he wants, the dickweed.
I think it's pretty damn funny that I give off this total lesbian vibe, and people just make these assumptions. I never bother to correct people, because, number one, there's nothing wrong with being a lesbian, and if people want to think I am, fine. And number two, I just find it amusing, and it keeps people from being all up my ass about why I don't have a boyfriend.
Auntie and I have been all pumped up to go to Taco Bell when it reopened today, because I have been craving a taco like whoa. So we head over there, fully prepared to indulge in some Grade-F meat, and it's still fucking closed! Those bastards pushed the opening back a day. Grrrrr!
So we went to Goodwill instead, and I got a bunch of sweet stuff, including three new books: A Short History of Nearly Everything (which I almost ordered off Amazon for $30, and paid $2.99 for instead!), 1984 because my dickheaded father has my copy, Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald (hardcover for under a buck!) and Chicken Soup for the Pet Lovers' Soul for my sis. Rock on!
Also, Mya Rudolph is fucking beautiful.