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SHENANIGANS
Jan. 2nd, 2010 05:38 pmMy dog is actually a ninja. All these years, we have underestimated him.
My two dogs were barking on the back porch. I open the door for a split second to yell at them to shut up. The door was open for less than a second. Somehow, Voodoo, my little black dork of a Schnauzer-mix ninja'd his way through the door, into the house.
I am still confused, and slightly terrified for my life. If Voodoo can conquer solid doors, what else can he do?
My two dogs were barking on the back porch. I open the door for a split second to yell at them to shut up. The door was open for less than a second. Somehow, Voodoo, my little black dork of a Schnauzer-mix ninja'd his way through the door, into the house.
I am still confused, and slightly terrified for my life. If Voodoo can conquer solid doors, what else can he do?
Ah, fuck it all.
Dec. 23rd, 2009 06:03 pmMy grandparents got here today, and here's the verdict:
They think I'm gay, and they're scared to death of me.
My grandfather has said three words to me, total. My step-grandmother is the only one who hugged me, upon arrival, and she hasn't spoken to me, since. They're thrilled to see my siblings, especially my brother.
This is all kinds of amusing to me. I mentioned this to my mother, who responded, "Well, yeah. You're married to a woman on FB." I was like, "Ohhh, yeah." People could get ideas from that.
She also told me that if I ever found a guy I wanted to date, I should change my FB page.
Ahaha. Oh, Madre. You don't quite get it. I don't give a flying fuck what people think of me, especially not these grandparents. I've been called a dyke for years, long before I ever cultivated the image as a shield from unwanted boy attention. Nowadays, the people that matter have a pretty good idea of what I am. Those that go by what a fucking website says do not matter, in the long run.
This ties closely in with my whole phonebook of issues with relationships.
Long diatribe cut short, I'm amused by this, and my parents aren't taking it well. I would think that they would be thrilled, what with me not giving them grandchildren any time soon.
( long diatribe can be located here )
None of your business, anyone. So there. >P
They think I'm gay, and they're scared to death of me.
My grandfather has said three words to me, total. My step-grandmother is the only one who hugged me, upon arrival, and she hasn't spoken to me, since. They're thrilled to see my siblings, especially my brother.
This is all kinds of amusing to me. I mentioned this to my mother, who responded, "Well, yeah. You're married to a woman on FB." I was like, "Ohhh, yeah." People could get ideas from that.
She also told me that if I ever found a guy I wanted to date, I should change my FB page.
Ahaha. Oh, Madre. You don't quite get it. I don't give a flying fuck what people think of me, especially not these grandparents. I've been called a dyke for years, long before I ever cultivated the image as a shield from unwanted boy attention. Nowadays, the people that matter have a pretty good idea of what I am. Those that go by what a fucking website says do not matter, in the long run.
This ties closely in with my whole phonebook of issues with relationships.
Long diatribe cut short, I'm amused by this, and my parents aren't taking it well. I would think that they would be thrilled, what with me not giving them grandchildren any time soon.
( long diatribe can be located here )
None of your business, anyone. So there. >P
Also: Best. Spongebob. Ever.
I'm sorry, what the fuck?
Jul. 25th, 2008 08:54 pmSo, I'm looking up some porn.
Wow, Dami? Reading porn? No wai!
And I hit a link.
And LJ says that 'This journal has been deleted and purged.'
And that is a direct quote.
'Purged'. And in 'Inquisition'.
The fuck you say, LJ.
Wow, Dami? Reading porn? No wai!
And I hit a link.
And LJ says that 'This journal has been deleted and purged.'
And that is a direct quote.
'Purged'. And in 'Inquisition'.
The fuck you say, LJ.
