Becca

i'm sarcastic, brash, neurotic and fucking hilarious. i love diet pepsi, smoking , wentworth miller, kitten, the color pink, care bears, kissing, board games, purses, thrift stores, andy, champion, wrinkle and buzz, lieutenent whiskers, kids in the hall and a plethera of other stupid sitcoms, slippers, books on serial killers, movies, gum-both bubble and chewing, stand up comics, things that sparkle, t-shirts, sleeping, the smell of fall, anything sanrio- especially badtz maru, christmas trees, brownies, my apartment, comic books and snapdragons. making fun of other people really does make me feel better about myself. i don't like lies, soggy cereal, TAB, the mall, people who bite their nails, the smell your clothes get when you were out in the rain, boiling water, spiders, messy houses, dusty knick-knacks, football, taking out the trash or being forced to make idle chit chat with semi acquaintices or faux friends altho i totally love pouring my heart out to total strangers. i'm on my way to becoming a flight attendant but for now i have those third shift gas station blues. i want to become a mechanic but i've never changed the oil on my car once. i also want to be a zookeeper. and a mortician. and a florist. and while i am published i want to write a book. however i am beginning to think i may never find a job that actually entertains/amuses/pays enough for me to get by on and that is wherein lies the tragedy. maybe i should write a book on serial job hunting? i like buying records but i don't have a record player, i'm just lazy and cheap and i keep figuring one day i will have this record player and whamo i will have this instant collection of hits, my prize record being pink floyd the wall. i won a fishing contest once. but i don't usually go fishing. the milk in my fridge is almost always spoiled. also incidently enough i have a dozen rotten eggs in my crisper that i am waiting for the exact time to utilize. i think everyone at some point has wished they had a dozen rotten eggs right NOW and i will be that person when the time comes. i like babies and little kids in general and i encourage all children to accept care bears as their best friends. i think the time has come for a revolution where there are always equal blowjobs for men and women. i spook easily. i've wanted 3 tattoo's since i was about 17 and oddly never have the cash or time. i'm currently reading about a dozen different books, and i have been meaning to get around to watching the godfather ever since i found out i am the only one in north america who has not seen it. i dream a lot of dreams, and wish on a lot of stars and have thounsands of half filled journals and back issues of cosmo dwelling in my closets. i want to go back to disneyworld because it's such a fantastical place to be. i have a strange memory and remember tons of pointless facts and unimportant details, but i forget the larger ideas, meaning i'll notice the new freckle on your face but i won't see that the sky has turned purple. i wish i was alive in the 1920's because i would have gone to nyc and married lucky luciano. i think i covered everything, if i didn't, you can ask me but i might not tell you- i like to hide behind the idea that i'm mysterious. at any rate i'm probably the most awesome person you'll ever meet, so thank god you met me when you did, eh?