bury me in this dress

Stolen from {Knoizki}

1. Give me a nickname and tell me why you pick it.

2. What was your first impression on me?

3. What makes you keep coming back?

4. Do you ever think I’m too corny for this?

5. If you could give me anything what would it be?

6. Ever want to tell me something but couldn’t?

7. What reminds you of me?

8. Be honest, you think this blog got taste?

9. How well do you know me?

10. Do you leave messages because it is a must or you just want me to feel better?

11. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

12. Do you pick someone’s blog because they write better?

13. What music is your genre?

14. Can you relate to this blog?

15. Give me a set of 6 numbers for my next purchase of a lottery ticket.

Go on blog readers and RL friends, answer this. I want to know.

Alright. I think it’s about time to post again. I’ve been in this crummy mood lately and I highly suspect it’s because of this mac. I guess my expectations were too high, like I could do magic with this thing. Instead, it hangs on me, treats me like shit sometimes, and totally ignored me in some instances. I feel like I’m in a fooking relationship. Like I have to be gentle and that I’m the man, the mac is my bitch ho. I have to turn on my charm for it to work properly. Damn! I spent (technically mother did) a lot on this so powermac is a just a high class prostitute. Don’t be giving me this shit cos I paid you for your service. hehehe. I still have a sense of humor after all.

Seriously, I’m not feeling dandy. I think it’s time that I see my therapist again. Yeah, I think I should do that.