aw come on. the shins are bad? who doesn't have an occasional hipster moment when you just want to listen to "new slang" on coloured vinyl and dance around naked?
Another confession: Last year I made a vehicle registration sticker for my car out of my old sticker, a piece of paper with a "7" on it, and colored pencils. i didn't want to pay $55. my parents never noticed, so i figured it was all good. but then i got pulled over. the cop said he pulled me over cause he entered my license plate and it said it wasn't registered. then he shone his flashlight on my "sticker" (this was at night) and goes, "OH! you do have your sticker! let me go double check." then comes back and says i'm free to go. scared the **** out of me though. i got my sticker the very next day.
no way, that never happened. He mistook a piece of paper with a "7" on it for a registration sticker??
If that is a confession, here's mine: I love Natalie Portman more than you do. Forgive me father, for I have sinned.
Confession: To echo what codell said, when my wife watches What Not To Wear, I often stick around to see the end results of the "style transformations". (I will say, in my defense, that I really want to reach through my screen and throttle Stacy London.) Confession: The end of the movie Ghost always gets me choked up. Damn that Patrick Swayze!
I have more pairs of shoes (that I wear) than my wife. I color match my shoes to my outfit. I pee in the shower whenever possible (and subsequently never have athlete's foot anymore). I enjoy watching Turner Classic Movies from time to time. I remember enjoying Sabrina and A Walk In The Clouds at the theater (Titanic really annoyed me... mainly because it was beating the Star Wars record at the box office). One of my favorite programs is ANY program on Food Network with Alton Brown (the man's a genius)... is that a "man crush?" Dunno, but close I'm sure. I own the Garth Brooks Greatest Hits cd from the 90's. And play it every now and then. During our wedding, we had a song by Stryper being sung live while we lit the unity candle. (Together As One) The last CD I purchased was bought in 2004... the radio is now mostly on sports talk, or just talk. I actually hope Van Halen does well on the reunion, but I act like I don't. I have been accused of being old-fashioned or stubborn by the peers in my "field" although I am in no way like those terms. I also (as mentioned before) get teary eyed at great Houston sports moments, and I've had the '94 Box set since Christmas, but have yet to view 2-7, because I know some difficult losses are in store. I was once the first moron to 500, and then 1,000 posts on this board.... I was once convinced that post count actually counted in life. I am an insomniac, that has had severe bouts with depression since the passing of my mother in '94 (part of why the box set is so difficult for me to watch). I feel better for having said some of this, but not all of it... I'm uncomfortable to some degree with the feeling of vulnerability. I used be a "DJ" in high school... although it was during a phase when, I now realize, I had serious identity issues. I never had a functioning turntable that I didn't break, btw. I also recorded over 6 hours of original rap music that was never mass produced, but I won every talent show from 7th to 12th grade performing it... and I'm still able to flow, but haven't publicly for about 6 years now. I was a die hard Oilers fan that "defected" for one year during the 70's to rooting for the Cowboys during one of their Superbowl years... I even had some clothing with the star on it. I'm glad I grew up... but now that I'm in Dallas, I feel some affinity to the team again, and wouldn't be upset if they won the whole thing. -of course, if it was against Houston, I'd hope they all had the flu the night before... or something (okay, maybe not that hateful, but you get it). My wife and I enjoy our time away from our kids way more than the average couple according to statistics. If you get what I'm saying. Sometimes I doubt what I stand for. I call people "Idiot" or "moron" in traffic all the time, and shouldn't do so in front of my kids. I love to see certain people fail, though I shouldn't, and perhaps it's because it makes temporarily feel better about myself. I still think some things are best left unsaid.
I'm a nympho. I've made out with my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. I don't like the Simpsons and haven't since I was like 5. Sometimes I take dirty jeans out the hamper and wear em again. I haven't really checked out a guy for about 3 years. I've "done it" in almost every place imaginable. My best friends have no idea how horrible I am. I smoked weed almost everyday in 6th and 7th grade. I'm an insomniac. I have a mouth like a sailor, but never around children or my parents. I enjoyed the extra attention one of my male teachers gave me, even encouraged it. I don't watch TV unless its the Rox, news, Law & Order SVU, or the History channel. I'd rather stay in the house and read a good book than go "partying". I put everything off til the last minute. I'm almost always late. I can never decide small details. I broke my parents bedroom door and blamed it on my little sister. Feet creep me out. I save EVERYthing.
I've been planning something for about two years. I can't really talk about it. It involes freshly dead chicken, dead chicken parts, particulary the head. dead dogs, dead cows, bullets, an uzi, and a hayabusa bike. it involves the dark. It might involve gasoline, fire, a ginsu knife. I wanted to do it two summers ago. I backed off a bit. I might do something about it this year. I might wait three years to carry it out.
I'm a big Kelly Clarkson fan (check out my site below) I still think there is few things funnier than playing her music top blast driving by South Beach and Baba Yegas. Not sure why. I just find it funny. I'm just about the biggest slob you'll ever meet. I've kept every love letter I've ever received. I don't have any conception of "a drink." To me, they're like Lay's. I can't have just one... Everyone last night said the Robert Goulet commercial reminded them of myself.
No, I pasted the "7" over the "6" so it said "NOV 07." Then I shaded in the areas where it's supposed to be red and blue (part of the Texas flag). It actually looked really good, but in the sunlight you could tell there was a block of paper over the real sticker. It was bad, bad thing to do. I'm just glad I wasn't caught by the cop.
