A few months ago, @Fab; wagered that @Pyradox; and I would be an official couple by the end of October. I took his bet with a virtual shake of hands.
Well, last night, the last night of the bet, I lost.
*hands Fab five dollars*
I could've waited, I should've waited, and those five dollars would've, should've been mine. But Halloween seemed like the perfect day to pop the question.
Do you eat?
Do you breathe air?
No, I breath oxygen, but I extract it from air with my lungs, so one might say that.
How much air do you usually breathe?
Approximately 35 pounds of air a day.
Have you ever walked outside?
Yes. In both possible ways that sentence could be construed.
Have you ever made a spelling mistake?
Have you ever been to the moon?
I like hispanic chicks.
I... I don't know why I just suddenly realized this.
I've been teaching myself guitar ever since I got an amp and a proper wire a few weeks ago. I want the first song I get down completely to be a Radiohead song, because Radiohead are like the best band ever you guys, but I also found myself learning the verse to "Bulls on Parade" by Rage Against the Machine as well as the solo. As far as Radiohead goes, I figured ""Hunting Bears" would be a good song to learn, but I haven't tackled that yet, because it requires, like, more
One of my friends wanted to put mascara, eye liner, lip gloss, and all that jazz on one of her friends. He said no. So I volunteered, because you'd best believe I'm the kind of guy who'd let his friend anoint him with mascara, eye liner, and lip gloss.
It was a pretty hot topic at school. My brother, who goes to the same school as I, gagged at the sight of me in make-up, and his lady friends all avoided me when I tried to give them girly-fives. ;_;
Some of my other