ROFL - Rolling on the floor laughing. I’m kinda offended when i’m talking to people online and they use the phrase “rofl” because i really enjoy making people laugh and a really really enjoy it when i make people laugh hard. If your rolling on the floor laughing something must be pretty damn funy, so its kinda miss leading, maybe even lying when people respond “rofl” because no, your not rolling on the floor laughing, i doubt your even lol’ing, so don’t try to give me some false sense of satisfaction.
So, being a professional procrastinator, i’ve become very successful at solitaire. I make sure that theres no possible way of winning before i (apple) N it. Everyone once in a while, theres that one card thats on a full stack, for example the 4 of spades, and you wait and wait for a red five to appear. After rounds of flipping through cards, you finally have that red five so you can move that 4 of spades and whats underneith it?????? The fucking 4 of clubs. At the point i give up, i figure my karma must be off for the day.
I think people think that a picture of anything taken close-up and in black and white is “artsie”. I think there are a lot of other ways to get a good picture but just to prove a point i started taking pictures of things in this format on my desk and this picture happened by accident. If you look at the screen of the ipod it is the image of Bob Dylan (a man i love more than i will ever be able to describe). I think this is one of the best photos i have ever taken because i love listening to Bob Dylan and this photo expresses that.
So … perfume. I’ll admit i put it on, but only when I’m going out on the town. I never really understand why girls wear it everyday. But it actually kinda peaves me when girls spray themsleves all over their bodies right before they leave their room (which can be several times a day). What makes me think of this? Well, my roommate is a perfume-addict. And she leaves the room and all the eccess perfume molecules that didn’t land on her reside in the air I am breathing and smelling. And she wears cheap-ass scented water called ginger pineapple. Who the hell wants to smell like ginger pineapple? Well, apparently my roommate does.
Now this leads me to another thought. I for one have never really struggled with B.O. I shower daily, i wear my deodorant. i guess i have to admit i think i smell decent without any form of a synthetic scent. Unless i’m at the gym I rarely can smell someone else’s B.O. either. So why is there an obsession out there with spraying yourself? I guess it all comes down to vanity, which is why this issue is annoying me. Everything in moderation works just fine but these girls that are obsessed with spraying themselves are ticking me off. So my thoughts on perfume are, use in moderation - trust me you smell just fine without the ginger pineapple.
