Adelphia

:huh: I'd think it's none of my damn business, don't know about you.

Skinny-ripped with veiny arms and scruffy hair and loves cats more than he loves people and-- oh wait, I'm describing one person. *cough* :smokin:

I've been wanting to watch A Clockwork Orange for days. That and Boondock Saints.

SoCal. :*

Dat leather-clad *kitten*. ヽ(*≧ω≦)ﾉ

Public transportation. People who talk to me on public transportation. People who sit anywhere near me on public transportation. Bath and Body Works employees. People who make a scene about smokers and pull the excessive dramatic coughing. People who ask to read what I'm writing. Just... just humans in general, really.

Nooooo0o0o0o0o0o it's my bacon he can't have any. D:

Nibbled on some Fiber One while I put the coffee/tea on, then made myself an oatmeal packet. Nothing fancy, all my pans are dirty. :laugh:

Bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips and bacon strips. But I do loves me a grilled cheese.

CJ: unemployed writer-thing. DJ: eating disorder specialist, or librarian if I decide not to go to grad school.

Depends who's on top. :drinker:

Flashbacks to middle school. Boxes and boxes of Crunchberries, who knows how many hot fudge sundae Pop Tarts. Those Jimmy Dean omelettes? Ate those by the box. Same with the breakfast sammiches. I'd get a guacamole bacon burger and chocolate shake for breakfast sometimes (Carl's Jr. was about five blocks from my school,…

> Pandora app > Dead Kennedys Radio > URGE TO BREAK THINGS AND **** **** UP PROPELS YOU THROUGH ALL THE WORKOUTS

-4 on a good day. (〜￣▽￣)〜

Everything in moderation. Example. I could consider yesterday's cinnamon roll pancakes at IHOP a failure, catapulting me into a binging/self-loathing cycle for who even knows how long, OR I could consider it a night out with friends where I let myself enjoy something nice. As long as you portion it right and exercise, it's…

My roots are crazy-overgrown under that hat, I have a bit of a gut and I don't believe I was wearing pants that day (and rarely do).

...maybe. Reminds me it's time to feed the colony. Next week on Hoarders.

I'm in a serious relationship with Star Wars.

Open Google search. "any band you want + any album you want + mediafire zip" ??? Profit.

Is butter a carb?

The quote tho. Are you confusing RHPS with Little Shop of Horrors...?

Boy Eats Girl -- dorky Scottish zombie flick about a reanimated suicide case. Teen drama everywhere. While we're on paranormal subjects, don't get me started about how pathetic the Twilight franchise is. Drag Me To Hell -- can we just have a seperate category for movies so bad they're hilarious? One Missed Call, Human…

You can find out some awesome stuff about people through shopping cart voyearism. A+ to the man who bought nothing but vanilla ice cream, root beer, and four bottles of Jack.

Harley Quinn. Obsessive blonde in love with a psychopath. :smokin:

Welp, I never wanted to live very long anyway. :drinker:

hnnnnnnnngkhfdgh rock climbing sounds amazing, actually. He'd better hope he doesn't piss me off during the climb, though. :devil:

If you're like me and you have a job where you're constantly on your feets, then by all means indulge in whatever your coworkers have decided the daily binge will be. You'll burn off those three handfuls of chocolate covered whatsits and five donut holes in no time~.

I'd want something like what my boyfriend did for me on Valentine's Day. Take me out for crepes (or anything sweet and splurgey), then to a kid's amusement park (we are not pedophiles, promise), then walk around until we fall back to his place for horror movies. If I could find somebody who was into the same music and…

I admit it, in the past I have owned not one, but TWO Brokencyde albums. My most shameful possession to date. :noway: I grow obsessed with things easily. Currently that thing is Marvel, primarily Thor, which has branched into an obsession with mythology in general. Every boyfriend I've ever had has claimed to have multiple…