Thursday, April 23, 2009

Last nite was seeeiwww fun. I havn't played a 7-11 Dubs in a while, it felt like the days of Reynold's House's prime. I'm seeing how long I can not wash my hair. Don't kiss my head anytime soon.

Kevin and I are applying for a dishwashing gig at this resturant down the street. If niether of us get it, I'm officially quitting jobs for ever. It'll be okay, I'll just walk dogs for the rest of my life and piant flowers.

Today I don't give a shit. Tomorrow I probably will again, but I'm going to revel in this a little bit. I need to find a date to take to Enchanted forest, I was thinking a doctor or a lawyer with a BMW SUV. No, Mercedes SUV, hybrid.

Now i'm going to idealize the perfect guy for me to kill time while Kevin is on facebook. First, he must have a good sense of humor. Like, not someone who thinks funny things are funny, but could maybe keep a crowd going for a few minutes. Preferably, he'd have humor different from mine so we can still charm each other and not feel in competition for making jokes. Of course, though, we'll find each other funny and surprising.

As much as he'd like to, he gives me my space and refrains from mad PDA, which I hate. As I've learned from past relationships and little mistakes, we need to be friends first and foremost. Romantic relationships are different from friendships sure, but if you don't think your partner is particularly fun or cool to hang out with, no matter how many admiral attributes and skills they might have, the relationship will ultimately fail or make each other misreable.

Normally, I don't care how many drugs a person does or booze they pour like water down their throats, to each his own is my policy, but if he were ideal, he definitely would not smoke anything. For drinking habits, I want someone who can definitely have a few and get silly but not have a disposition or draw towards doing it very often. No alch's basically.

No haters. I love making fun of people for no reason every now and again, but there is close to nothing more annoying than someone who's got a beef for no good reason.

Please don't talk about the same thing all the time. No preteniousness either. Don;t like something for the sake of liking something because it's good to be well rounded, genuinely have interest in things, whatever they might be. I'd prefer a total bro over all those bearded indie twats running amouck in this city, mmm, probably why I don't date much...

Yeah, I said no haters but that last sentence was kinda bratty, sorry I'm human.

My ideal guy would not be shorter than me. Preferably a medium build. Physically that's all I can really ask at this point, looks are important but they don't last.

No scrubs. No scrappers.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

I woke up feeling really lucid and hung over. Happy Easter, zombie christ has risen!