How old were you when you had your first "official" boyfriend or girlfriend? What was he/she like?
I was officially 16. He was like any other boy testing out heterosexuality for what I think was the last time. Well, at least officially. He did cheat on me with a girl, but he had never ended a semi long-distance relationship with a boy.
Good times.
I should have probably known when our first "date" was Grease. Or maybe when, long before we starting dating, he said, "I'm gay." But oddly,(?) I've never felt the need to label sexuality. And I liked him, so it never weirded me out.
I don't normally post random images, but these really made me happy yesterday:
My co-worker sent them to my yesterday after we talked about something awful. After talking about said awful thing, which I don't even remember, she said that she'd send me pictures of puppies. I asked it they could be Welsh Corgis. She gave me an evil look and sent them to me anyway. Yay! I kind of have an obsession with Welsh Corgis.
And this kind of made me laugh:
No, they certainly don't.
What do you think is too serious to joke around about?
There's almost nothing that I think is too serious to joke about, but there are always exceptions.
There are plenty of things that are so horrible that they're generally just not funny. Some examples:
vehicular manslaugther
cancer, or any terminal or potentially terminal disease
birth defects
miscarriages
genocide/ethnic cleansing
racism (though making fun of stereotypes can be quite funny in the right light, racism is inherently not funny)
war (in general - not limited to the current non-war war we're in)
rape (I've heard plenty of rape jokes...I really don't find them funny. At all.)
I'm sure that there are many more, but these are just off the top of my head. In general, I like to keep things light. I think making light of serious issues can be not only okay, but even beneficial, as long as it's in the right context with the right people. I actually appreciate it.
For example, when I found out that I had a brain tumor, my boss at the time called it. The tumor, I mean. He asked if he could have it. He'd put it in a jar and let it hang out at my desk; he'd take it out for drinks, etc. When anyone else would bring it up, he'd say he already called it. Like anyone would actually want it. That was much better than not talking about it or awkwardly looking away when my time off from work was brought up. I was thinking this morning about how lucky I was to have the combination of people that I had around me at the time. It helped get me through it.
What's the one thing you're most neurotic about?
That's a tough one. I'm pretty neurotic about a lot of things. I think the winner is probably clutter and overall messiness. I can't stand it when my place is dirty and/or cluttered, especially the bathroom and the kitchen. I clean both of them at least once a week. I sometimes let the dusting in the rest of my place lapse an extra week. I think the floors get vacuumed/cleaned about once a month at best, which drives me nuts, but the floors aren't my job, and I don't want to make it my job by doing it.
I think there are worse things to be neurotic about.
Show us something you're allegic to.
I'll show you three:
I've never really been allergic to external things, though that seems to be changing. I've noticed that I've had watery eyes lately, and my ears get clogged for seemingly no reason. I'm wondering why. I have Nasonex, but the side-effects of that seem worse than the allergy.
But I do have a lot of food allergies. These three are the worst. Onions I can do as long as they're cooked. If they're raw, forget it. Mushrooms and bell peppers are bad regardless of how they're prepared, but I can tolerate both in very small amounts (ie: in salsa and garden burger patties).
I've found that when eating at someone's house for the first time, they like to surprise me with a vegetarian dish. Unfortunately, these dishes almost always contain the three ingredients to the left, and I always feel bad when I have to say I can't eat it.. For the record, I'm a pretty good vegetarian guest, and almost always bring a dish that I've made or bought. And if there's mention of food, I try to inform my host that I'm allergic to these things. My favorite response is, "Well, what can you eat?" because I don't already feel high-maintenance enough. =p
I just finished my state and federal income taxes and dropped them in the mail. Woot! I didn't even anticipate doing that tonight; it just kind of happened.
Wow, do I know how to party on a Saturday night or what?
I hope I didn't fuck anything up...
I can always tell when it's near one of those big, family-type holidays because I start thinking about how things were when I was a kid. Well, that and that it's on the calendar. And there's the fact that there's a whole bunch of color-appropriate-for-the-holiday packaged candies in every store you go into. Okay, so the list goes on and on.
What have you tried in life that you just weren't very good at?
Volleyball. I really suck at volleyball. And public speaking. And being in touch with my feelings. And digesting meat.
I'm pretty good at everything else. ;)
What one object/thing would you take if your house were on fire?
I don't really consider Phuket an object or a thing, but she'd be the first, and probably only, to come out with me if she didn't seem to have enough sense to get out on her own.
Then this.
And the various other things within grabbing distance - a family photo of me and my parents, maybe a couple of my paintings. I get to grab more because my apartment's small and everything is really close together.