Odd confessions.

I like No Doubt, never been too into Gwen's solo work. Some of it's alright, but not really my style.

Oddish confessionish thing: I tend to think that harpsichord music sounds like it belongs in a video game.

Xoph, only 2. I've liked Adam Levine for a long time, so only Gwen Stefani and Ariana Grande.

Played a lot of Kings Quest?

This place is the only thing that stops me going batshit crazy.

Like, the other day, i couldn't get here and had no one to talk to and was feeling like crap, and ...... So then I inhaled a can of deodorant that specifically said "solvent abuse can kill instantly."

I didn't care, not at the time

Nova, do you have kik? Because I feel like we need to talk, like seriously, instant messaging.

I don't have Kik, but i could try and get it

Not sure if it would work here though

I always thought Kik was an app for flirting.

I want to be tied up and used as a human teddy bear

only for those interested in doing so, which I'm not. I had to block random girls from sending me nudes. It was being ridiculous, because I only use it to talk to my friends.

Theiy're, Theiy're, don't forget she had had had a dog, and that dog is who you're.

Nova, where are you? (Not a stalker. Just asking why you don't think you can use kik)

edited 6th Dec '14 10:12:09 AM by dexterian120

Hmmm... Along these lines...

I don't purposefully huff, but I kind of "like the smell" / "don't care" what certain dangerous art supplies I work with can do to me.

I do try to be careful about getting paint in my mouth, though - you know, rolling the tips of paint brushes on your lips to get them to a finer point. When you work with paints like Cadmuim Red and Cadmium Yellow (it doesn't matter what medium), that is... a bad thing to do. I'm sure I've forgotten and done it a few times, though.

I'm also careless about getting highly toxic drawing ink all over my fingers.

If I get old, cancer may be inevitable, anyway, so I might as well do art.

And if I'm increasingly loopy-brained over the years, it may just be because I don't bother to properly ventilate when I'm using fixatives.

My friends have convinced me that I'm going to die (literally die) from stress by the time I'm 30. As a result, I'm starting to try to care less and less about things until I can find myself more or less totally detached. Don't think I'm succeeding in this department, but hey.

Out of curiosity, how did they convince you that you were going to die from stress by age 30?

edited 8th Dec '14 11:17:06 AM by PrincessGwen

Detailed analysis of my character, personality, and actions, in short.

It was my best friend who first brought it up, the last time we hung out before he moved to Georgia. I suppose I was probably being neurotic about something at the moment, as I tend to do, and that came out of that. Started talking about that to one of my other closest friends (and probably the most open, honest, and perceptive of my friends when it comes to observing people and dishing out criticism), and she agreed wholeheartedly.

I hate when people pronounce "Kawaii" like "Kowai". I should make a joke about it in my next novel, but in real life it really gets me upset.

The way clocks work sometimes makes me confused about the way actual numbers work.

Like, I'll be skipping through pages in a thread, and I'll go to page 759 thinking "I'll read that one and then I'll be at 800," because when you're done with 7:59 you go to 8:00.

And then I see page 760, and I slap myself for being an idiot.

I read your signature to the tune of "Happy Birthday to You".

As an example of cultural dissonance, I still find it very odd that Disney films operate under a canon, and that there's a namespace for Disney.

Speaking of Disney, I don't know why, but I really like that statue of Belle they had at Harrods.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that as long as it doesn't harm anyone."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

But whenever I see that Italicized part? I feel...aversion towards that.

I don't know how odd this one is but, I'm so squeamish the mere mention of the words Cancer or Diabetes will make me cringe.

I'm enjoying getting fake visa and passport e-mails, because most of them don't seem aware I can get an investor visa in most nations easily.

For me, it's there mere mention of bad things that can happen with bodily functions. In one of my classes, we were learning about dehydration, and we were going into pretty graphic detail. It'd be an exaggeration to say I was feeling my body shut down right there and then, but it really felt like it was going to do so.