I love the colors pink and black, as you will soon see - hee-heee - ooh yeah, I love hambugers... roller derby and porn and games... and weird shit...
I say inappropriate things to children and the elderly. Romantic comedies make my ears bleed and except for a small cadre of masochists who thankfully insist on calling me their friend, I have little need for people. So yeah, I'm a charmer.
My friends all know that I live with ADH. More than once I have been asked what it is like to live with her. My answer is simple. I live with a magical creature. When I say that, people always give me a look like I have tripping my head off. They have no clue.
Those close to ADH, and I consider myself fortunate to be able to state that I am close to her, will tell you that she is magical. Her energy. Her wit. Her force of nature. Her way of looking at life. Her pure joy and madness. Everything about her radiates life.
Yesterday I went to pick up my car from the mechanic. My car is crap. I brought it in two days before for an oil change and I was informed that something that goes around and around was not going the right way. All I know is that the price tag to fix it was substantial but unless I fixed it, my car might not even make it home. I showed up at the shop Friday afternoon. The car was all fixed. I went to pay and the owner of the shop said, “Your housemate paid for it.”
I called her and she just laughed. “I thought you needed a nice surprise. Surprise!” So yes I was surprised and once again I am reminded that I live with a magical creature. I love you ADH!