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March 5th, 2006

dreiser: (The Misfits)
Sunday, March 5th, 2006 01:45 am
This time it's my fault and not Dan Rowe's. lol. Dan Rowe! I haven't gotten the chance to talk to you online. Everytime you message me I've acidentally left Yahoo Messenger on and you're gone by the time I get back. I'm really sorry. I suck ass for that and I apologize. But anyway, I finally gave into my stupid self absorbed instincts and filled out this damn list. I blame me being lame and having insomnia and drinking four beers and being buzzed on why I'm actually writing this crap down. Whatever though. List away!

TEN FIRSTS:

1. First Best Friend:

Carol. She moved away to Washington DC with her family when I was eight.

2. First Hamster:

Flash. I got him when I was nine. He was a teddy bear hamster and was white and brown and was the fluffiest thing on the planet. I named him Flash because I liked the DC Comic and he could run damn fast for having tiny legs.

3. First Piercing:

Never had any.

4. First school crush:

Susie Q. Funny, smart, nerdy, ran track, and was almost six feet tall. I actually still talk to her. lol.

5. First CD:

Michael Jackson's Thriller. That was a record though. Hey, you said first! I can't remember my first cd but I can remember the first piece of recorded music I bought and it was that record. Ah, I miss the days when Michael was black and appeared perfectly normal.

6. First Car:

A blue minivan. Dodge Caravan to be exact. I didn't name it because I don't name my vehicles. I dunno why. I just don't. It seems weird to name them.

7. First Love:

My high school girlfriend, Carrie. We were both out in high school and she's the only ex-gf that after running into her again I felt completely baffled as to why I ever fell in love with her. She had completely changed from the person I remembered back then. Plus she made fun of me way too much for my liking. Not in the nice teasing way my friends have but in a way that actually sort of stung me. So that kind of sucked big time.

8. First Stuffed Animal:

Teddy bear made by my Great Aunt Cindy. I still have it. I never named it though.

9. First Concert:

New Kids On The Block. NKOTB! Hee. I liked Donnie best. I know, lame. But I relish my lameness.

10. First Time Drunk:

I was 15 the first time I got drunk but the first time I got really super bombed was at 16 when I came out to my mother and I was… erhm… banished to my nerdy basement dwelling cave for "going through a phase" of being a dyke. And yeah, not a phase. lol. I did escape though! And I get along fine with the parents now. My mom dotes on my gf Michi like nobody's business.

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Sunday, March 5th, 2006 07:30 pm
We're watching The Oscars before L Word starts at our Sunday viewing party and dude, what the fuck is with them playing goddamn music over all the speeches? I mean, I don't care about the speeches and I'm really watching just to see Dolly Parton perform Travelin' Thru live but jeebus people! I can't pay fucking attention when you play the lame ass sentimental violin music over every fucking speech. SO STOP DOING IT! Man the producers of fucking award shows are retarded. They need their asses fired.

End Rant

(Because Michi just brought me more beer.)


ETA: Dolly just performed so I'm done watching The Oscars. I'll spend my remaining time boozing until L Word starts. But my god did Dolly kick ass. And so does Felicity Huffman for getting teary eyed because I suspect she got that way because she understood the uplifting message of acceptance that was at the heart of Dolly's song.

ETA: ETA: Goddammit! Dolly didn't fucking win the best song category. What the fuck people?! I mean, my god, watch her performance and tell me that's not Oscar worthy. Bah. Yet another reason to dislike trendy industry people.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvSBupHETUk&search=dolly%20parton%20travelin%20thru