Ok, on to me. I am a bit, how do I put this.. I have a wicked sense of humor sometimes, I'm blunt but honest to a fault, and I'm sarcastic. I know that all may make me seem like an ass, but honestly, I'm not. I'm not the type to hurt a person just for the sake of hurting them. If I'm asked if a pair of jeans make your butt look big, though, and they do.. I just always assume you'd want to know before going out in them and someone else saying it instead.
I'm not the best on social pacification or grace sometimes. My mind just doesn't work that way. I can not understand a good portion of the people I meet, who want to put up pretenses and present a false front. It's not a judgement, I just really can not understand them, or why they do it. I know girls fart. I know women have a sex drive. I know sometimes people swear. I know people like to laugh, like to be lazy, and sometimes even bitch just for bitchings sake. It happens, it is what it is, so.. what's the problem? To many people try to be perfect, but porcelain dolls are only good for filling dusty cabinets in my mind. Give me a woman with a stupid funny TV show, some stale chips, and too many late nights and I'm a happy camper.
I tend to get along quite well with people. I don't know why. People just tend to like me for some reason. I think it's some deep seeded glutton for punishment syndrome or something, but it may just be that many of my sarcastic comments are tappered and tempered with a slow smile and a tilt of my head.
I still go with the glutton theory.
Ok, nuff. :)