Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The ABCs of Me, a.k.a. How I Hate Everything

A- Age: 28, and I don’t feel old because I’m almost 30. 30 is young, and I’m still a puppy in a world of bitches. Er… dogs?

B - Bed Size: Futon. Fuck you for teasing me with all this ‘bed’ talk. I want a real bed to sleep on. You people with your good night's sleep can kiss my left meat curtain.

C - Chore You Hate: Cleaning anything. At all. I’m the anti-Mary Poppins. I hate doing dishes. I hate taking out the trash. I hate picking things up. I hate rearranging furniture. I hate paying bills, too. Fuck hard stuff. Adulthood blows.

D - Dad's Name: David

E - Essential Start to Your Day Item: Shutting off the goddamn alarm. It’s far too chipper for 6:00 a.m. Maybe I’d be happier upon waking if I could smash something, but my $150 phone coverage deductible says otherwise. Jerks.

F - Favorite songstress: Kelly Clarkson. Love that woman. If I could have her baby, I would.

G - Gold or Silver: Silver, white gold or platinum. Very rarely will you see me donning anything with a yellow gold or bronze hue when it comes to jewelry. Also, do you know how difficult it is to find emeralds set in anything not yellow? Jeweler bastards.

H - Height: 6’0”. Plus heels sometimes.

I - Instruments you played: Ha, instruments. I am way too stupid to read music notes.

J - Job Title: Website Quality Control Analyst I. That sounds way fancier than it actually is, and it basically means I’m anal and correct things that don’t necessarily need correcting. Sometimes I actually fix shit, though. And it’s pretty cool.

K - Kids: 1 that I know of. Pretty sure I haven’t given birth without my knowledge, though.

L - Living Arrangements: I live in a shoebox. From Kmart, cause its ghetto. Stupid apartment.

M - Mom's Name: Noelle

N - Nicknames: Ash or Trashley. Yay for having an unoriginal name.

O - Overnight Hospital Stay: Firing my fetus cannon and when I had toxic shock syndrome.

P - Pet Peeve: All the little OCD things that Aaron enjoys provoking. Like leaving time on the microwave, not changing the toilet paper when you use the last of it, movie cases being out of alignment or sequels not being placed next to one another… The list goes on and on. I’m batshit crazy.

Q - Quotes You Like: If you’re going to be real with someone, be prepared for them to be real in return.

R - Right or Left Handed: Righty tighty. Which has nothing to do with my crotch.

S - Siblings: 4. And I only really speak to one of them on a regular basis. I am Facebook friends with another sibling, and don't speak to the other two.

T - Time You Wake Up: During the week, 6:00 a.m. On the weekends/my days off, however late I feel like it. Unless Caden decides otherwise.

U - Umbrella: I haven’t owned an umbrella in about 5 years. I’m not the Wicked Witch of the West, for fuck’s sake.

V - Vegetable You Dislike: Onions, tomatoes, mushrooms, peppers… I basically eat like a two year old. Give me some chicken nuggets and French fries, and I’m good. I’m good.

W - Ways You Run Late: Usually ‘cause I’m lazy and wait until the last possible minute. And that’s just when I start getting ready to leave.

X - X-rays: When I got pneumonia, when I had TSS - they used a portable x-ray to insert a catheter into my vein to inject antibiotics as close as possible to my heart, when I had a broken ankle, and when I had a kidney stone.

Y - Yummy Food I Make: Parmesan tilapia seems to be my most popular dish.


Z - Zodiac: Taurus. I’m a stubborn motherfucker.