Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Wine and Cheese with No Cheese

Me and my unbearable cuteness are back again with one little piece of sunshine: if you are a childhood cancer survivor then you don't have to worry about having an ADHD too, says the virtuous Science Blog. Yay for small comforts! It's almost at par with going to get the wisdom teeth removed and ending up with Tingling tongue. If there's no sensation, how can there be pain, am I right or am I RIGHT?!

You should already know that I am sick of bigots. But I guess I am more sick of hypocrites who don't want to show that they are bigots. I mean come on! Grow some balls or ovaries whichever you lack and say that you hate faggots and think that they are stupid or natural aberrations and at most should be subjected to fleeting experimentations. Gawd, sometimes people make me real mad. But of course tonight was different.

We had a Wine and Cheese party today and there was no cheese coz there were no babies in there. We were supposed to marinate our livers in liquor and find a Professor to talk shit about and also let them know the deepest darkest shitty thing about yourself so that it goes onto the Departmental Anthology of Shenanigans. So, I had to disclose that my Prof-buddy-for-tonight went dancing on the tables in a shack with twenty-five other people and only now I realized that I forgot to ask if she was wearing a skirt. Women are such a mystery! Of course I myself lead such an exemplary life that my contribution to the said anthology should never be disclosed.

Then I came home all chirpy and humming and my surrogate mother very kindly let me know that she dreamed about me getting arrested. She is one deadly foreteller as in if she tells you she saw you dying, then you should calmly put the phone down and order your coffin online, lie down, cover yourself with a white sheet and just wait. Also, if you are used to living in a pants-optional bachelor suite like I do, then you better be dressed for the occasion. So I am kinda wondering whether I should go get the police before they come and discover my shapely adorable legs. Such a fix!