According to my landlord, I'm a "tenant in good standing."
I pick up dirty pennies on the street for luck. Heads, tails--doesn't matter. Lately though, they've been like 85% tails, which seems to violate some rule of probability. I suspect other people have decided to pick up only heads. That I can find the value in what others discard bodes well for you, Mr. Nottraditionallyhandsome.
I have recently taken to spelling out common words like okay and cannot because it looks cooler that way. I like to call tv "the tv" and my cell phone a "pocket phone" even though I'm a little suspect of those who call theirs "my mobile." I also have doubts about people who don't own televisions.
I'll show you my cool new bike, "The Piranha". (Scratch that, she's been stolen. Your loss. You should've written sooner.)
My Ideal Person:
You’re one part sarcasm, one part romance You’ll play frisbee with me
Later on, but not so late that my quirks irritate you, you will be compelled to use your skills/power tools/spare time to build the things I think up but are unfun to realize.
And even later than that you will make me compilation tapes (and when I say tapes I mean CDs, I no longer have a tape player, but there’s something so dreamy about a mix tape, especially with handmade liner notes, so quadruple extra bonus points if you have cool handwriting and/or like to cut and paste).
It would also be nice if you're cute. Thanks.
The last great book I read Reading Dave Eggers' short stories right now, not sure yet if they're great.
Oh, and this book about the history of stripes. We'll see...
My most humbling moment Standing on the edge of the off ramp, looking back at the rubberneckers, watching the rear wheels of my Golf sticking really high up in the air, still spinning. Or five minutes later, in the backseat of the cop car when I realized how crazy lucky I was.
Favorite on-screen sex scene Moonlighting, when Dave and Maddie finally got together.
The best or worst lie I've ever told No, Mrs. Corrigan. I did not copy Cathryn's short story plot outlines. Best because I totally got away with it while the boys got incompletes (who gets an incomplete in junior high?) and worst because it haunts me to this day.
If I could be anywhere right now On certain weekend mornings the light in my apartment approaches perfection, so sprawled out reading the paper on one of those mornings, I guess. If I could change one thing though, I'd get the newspaper guy to bring it up the five flights. If I could change two, I would do something about the transfer of newsprint to fingertips, I mean c'mon--we have the technology.
OR
Watching Built to Spill live.
Five items I can't live without snowboard, lipstick, good water pressure, cheese, southern exposure
Fill in the blank: _____ is sexy; _____ is sexier. a skateboarder is sexy; a former skateboarder is sexier.
In my bedroom one will find... the rest of my apartment
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