Why isn't it winter? (If it is winter, then assume I wish it'd stay
winter for longer. And have more snow. With fewer bugs.)
Originality (or lack thereof). I don't understand the appeal of
being just like everyone else. Incidentally, this hive-brain also
extends to people who message me. It's always some form of the same
asinine conversation starter.
("Why are you an antihero?" "Hey, hottie." "You're cute.") Please
spare yourself the time and spare me the misery-if that's all you
have, leave me alone. I like interesting conversation.
Yes, this does mean that people are going to be reduced to possibly
finding a new way to open a conversation.
At 5'9, I'm not the tallest person on the block. I am, however,
taller than many women. I'm not kidding when I say I'm tall.
When we factor in wonderful things like boots and stilettos, I
regularly break the six foot mark.
I don't understand how this is surprising. Don't be shocked if you
meet me. I'm not short.
The word "like". If I hear it, like, one more time I'm going to,
like, go absolutely, like, crazy. I suppose it comes with the
territory of working with adolescents but please stop butchering
your ability to speak in public. I'd be glad to help you with
Beyond these things..Well, I think quite a bit about a multitude of
topics. It depends on the day. Want to have a debate on something?
Have a fun fact? Hit me up. It could be fun.