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I really do not feel that there is something wrong with m vagina today. It is so annoying. It is beyond horniness. It’s actually throbbing like a hungry belly and I’m totally frustrated because my list of potential lovers are very high maintenance and if I see them today, they will want to see me [...]

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Insecure

Alright, seriously Karen can you help me out here. Just tell me the truth I can handle it. Am I mean? Keep in mind that you are one of my best friends and I love you (and you know I admire you for your strength and faith). Seriously, am I cold? Am I insensitive? Remember [...]

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There’s always one person in each class every semester that makes me sick, pisses me off or irritates me by their very existence. (How dare I? Right? Well here’s how I dare, by indulging my ego. Of course I know now that those people most likely possess qualities which I need to work on in [...]

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Feminist chicks at university are always taller than you are and they make you feel inferior for being a midget. They wear hoodies all autumn and winter and in the student lounges, even though there is an adequate amount of seating, they sit on the floor cross-legged with their books sprawled out and open–that way [...]

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There are few differences between men who are “feminists” and men who “aren’t anti-feminist.”
Feminist Men VS “I’m not anti-feminist” Men:
1. “I’m not…” Men have to be asked or prodded to perform oral sex.
-Feminist men go right for it, no questions asked, doesn’t matter if you’ve just stepped out of the shower or right out [...]

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Part of the problem is that I don’t know WHEN to be embarrassed or feel “awkward.” That’s not to say that I’m completely clueless about what constitutes and embarrassing episode for parties involved, however, it does oft relegate me to something closer to daftness than “embarrassment.” I’ll give you a few examples. But first, I [...]

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The Truth: The only reason why I was posting so much, writing so much, was because I didn’t have any internet access on my laptop or any radio or a television. We’re still living outta boxes. We= me and my old wrinkly mate. He’s not really wrinkly but he’s getting a lot more salt than [...]

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I still have a problem spelling potatoes. I always want to add an “e” to the singular. Trying to summon one of my earlier memories of mashed potatoes, before my brain had developed enough for me to form words, is harder than I thought it would be. It isn’t easy being so specific. I [...]

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