i said i'd never join myspace, but lookie here, i did.
hmm, what else? i love blistex.
i'm not sure what to say here. i can't decide how seriously to take it. lemme just say this: i'm like rose nylund when i tell stories and i have lots of favorite things.
even though i've been known to make a mistake once or twice in my day, mix-ups of you're/your, who's/whose, it's/its and there/their/they're make me crazy enraged like whoa. like, veins pop. i'm not kidding. i'm willing to proofread if you ever need a tip. but, capital letters? meh, no big woop.
my insides are like this: a mix of childlike glee and enthusiasm, nonstop nerves, and heartbreak for everything, all of it popping around like jiffy pop from the oven of my heart.
get into it.
one thing i like is that which makes me giggle, and another is dismantling the problematic assumptions of myself and others, and thirdly i always enjoy finding typos on menus.
