I’m so proud of myself right now.
Yeah, I made that.
People think my aloofness is a defense mechanism; it’s not. I just have a low tolerance for idiocy, pretentiousness, and flailing emotionality.
1. There are these girls who post on livejournal and myspace! And they like leave an exclamation point after every single fucking sentence! No matter what they’re talking about! Are they on a meth binge! Why are they so excited! I don’t know! haha!
2. The words “hubby” and “delish.” Unless you are five years old or Rachel Ray, DON’T.
3. The fact that I need three items to have a list. I really just wanted to bitch about those two things above.
I hate when dudes I haven’t spoken to in ages IM me, engage in 10 minutes of small talk, then ask for a favor. At the very least, don’t patronize me by wasting my time asking about my job and dogs. Just cut to the chase and say “hey, I know I haven’t spoken to you in a while, but I could really use your help with this.” Acknowledging the fact that the only reason you gave me a second thought was to bug me for help, at the very least, wins honesty points. Pretending like I’m stupid enough to be tricked into thinking this is a friendly conversation that just happened to veer onto the topic of your broken computer or need for airport car service? That’s a fast track on my “block” list.