Procrastination meme: 50 questions

Where were you 3 hours ago?
Who are you in love with?
Have you ever eaten a crayon?
Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
When is the last time you went to the mall?
Are you wearing socks right now?
Does your family have a car worth over $2,000?
When was the last time you drove out of town?
Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?
Are you hot?
What was the last thing you had to drink?
What are you wearing right now?
Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?
Last food that you ate?
Where were you last week at this time?
Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?
When is the last time you ran?
What’s the last sporting event you watched?
What is your favorite animal?
Your dream vacation?
Last person’s house you were in?
Worst injury you’ve ever had?
Have you been in love?
Do you miss anyone right now?
Last play you saw?
What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
What are your plans for tonight?
Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
Next trip you are going to take?
Ever go to camp?
Were you an honor roll student in school?
What do you want to know about the future?
Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?
Are you due sometime this year for a doctor’s visit?
Where is your best friend?
How is your best friend?
Do you have a tan?
What are you listening to right now?
Do you collect anything?
Who is the biggest gossiper you know?
Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?
Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?
What does your last text message say?
Do you like hot sauce?
Last time you took a shower?
Do you need to do laundry?
What is your heritage?
Are you someone’s best friend?
Are you rich?
What were you doing at 12AM last night?

“Let’s just try to have a marvelous time this weekend. I mean not try to analyze everything to death for once, if possible. Especially me. I love you.”

- J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey

My very favorite book.

J.D. Salinger passed away on Wednesday. One less genius in the world.

Because sometimes I forget where I’m headed.

-Glee

♥

I used to read Tarot cards for the girls in my boarding house back when I went to prison boarding school. Because no one whose parents pay over 30K a year to send them to a fine academic establishment can be the least bit open-minded, this quickly got me a reputation for being weird and kooky and out-there as opposed to, you know, just having some fun with Tarot cards. Sheesh. Anyway, I stopped reading them because of that.

But I had mine read today (always fun) and the card above featured rather prominently.

Hmm. Perhaps it’s time to dust off my cards? Nah…

I wanted to take a photo of my new necklace + outfit yesterday morning.

So, I went into Charlie and Karen’s bathroom because mine and Vanessa’s doesn’t have as big a mirror. It was only after I took it that I realized that bigger doesn’t mean better when there’s toothpaste all over it.

Ew.

All future accessory + outfit photos? Getting taken in my bathroom.

PS Check out my not-bad hair day. Would you believe it nearly reaches my waist when it’s straight?!

Oops!

Makes me feel like baking!

Just finished writing a terrible essay about gender in 1950s clothing. I referenced pin-up art.

I ♥ me some pin-up art.

As this was happening, I immediately thought, “I shall have to post about this on tumblr.”

Which is probably a sign I need more friends but, that’s for another day.

So, yesterday I’m standing in line in NatWest, which is a bank in England, waiting to put some money on our joint account (I share a bank account with two of my housemates) so I can pay a bill, and the man behind me keeps trying to sidle up alongside me.

It was just the most irritatating continuum of bad manners; he’d shuffle so half his body was in the line behind me and half his body was just slightly ahead of me but beside me. It was the human equivalent of people who try to take you over in their cars when there is no room or space and no, dickwad, I’m not going to let you ahead of me! except worse because in a line at a bank, no one is ever going to respond to the behavior by saying, “Oh, I’m sorry, did you want to make your transaction before me? Even though you arrived after me? Well, go right ahead!”

Ugh…