I dance in Marshalls, Khols, grocery stores, etc. And I usually don't even notice I'm doing it. And I get stared at. A lot.
I'm a merchandiser for a pet pharmacy ecommerce, and i give everyone i meet discounts on dog toys, meds and food to.
Yes, I do have a puppy. And yes, unless okcupid makes me delete it, that is a picture of her below.
I enjoy many things.
Slowly but surely becoming a successful author of fiction while simultaneously dance battling everyone. And losing.
Slappin Da Bass.
Writing, talking to people I've never met, planning terrible halloween costumes, camping, attempting to dance while sort of embarrassing myself, Kayaking,
Pretending I know Karate, laying down and napping, eating a lot at once, opening jars of things, brushing my teeth, tying my shoes, complaining to restaurants and businesses until I get free meals and services.
Or the lightbulb above my head when I realize something.
What's Eating Gilbert Grape, Fight Club, American History X, The Truman Show, Dumb and Dumber, Batman Trilogy, The Shining, Basically all of the Disney Pixar flicks. Anything with Denzel Washington, Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp, Leonardo Dicaprio, Meryl Streep. I also love documentaries.
I listen to literally ever type of music. Just depends on the day, the setting, the feel, my mood, etc. Death Cab for Cutie, The Shins, Of Monsters and Men yesterday, today feels like a Whitney Houston Alicia Keys day (seriously). Tomorrow might be Explosions in the Sky, This Will Destroy You, Band of Horses or Tim McGraw and Luke Bryan. If I'm feelin like gettin weird, I gotta go throwback rap with some Biggie, Tupac, or some M83 when I'm attempting to dance. If I'm feeling really jersey, I'll go through some Bruce Springsteen or the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Tom Petty.
the office, Its always sunny in philadelphia, 30 Rock, Seinfeld, Workaholics, Curb your Enthusiasm, park and recreation, Boardwalk Empire
Food goes in your mouth and out your booty.
My Personal Cook
My twelve luxury cars and two limousines (How am I supposed to pick up my escorts from the airport?)
My personal Jets. (Because how are my escorts supposed to get home?)
The east wing of my mega mansion. (What am I, supposed to live in an APARTMENT? Like some jabroni?)
Food. A lot. I think I have Prader-Willie Syndrome.
When to say "that's what she said". Especially at work. In meetings.
I'm also Batman.
And Harry Potter.