this is fantastic.
thank you, paula, for somewhat defending me. i love the attention. i love being called creepy. it fits me so well. hahaha. yes, midnight, that comment DID mean "try my luck," in that pseudo-sexual way. but i used that word in an angry way, to fit the sentence. that quote was also a reply to someone who had said that the bush daughters ought to go to war instead of bush himself, which is what my initial suggestion was. are you gonna bitch at that person for suggesting the bush daughters go to war? for anyone wanting to "stab" the kerry daughters i'd laugh. honestly i would. i think that's funny. it's dirty and in bad taste, like i have said before, but i'd honestly laugh.
and i truly love how this whole deal is textual. you have truly "figured me out" just by something i write. not the tone of my voice, not my physical appearance, or the way i handle myself socially, or anything like that. nothing really empirical at all. just this text. for all you know i could be lying about everything about me. everything i say and everything you "know" about me is from this text on a computer screen.
but anyway... if you'd REALLY like to know, and if you REALLY think i'm telling the truth (which i guess is really up to you), my house does NOT even HAVE a basement. i have my own ROOM, yes. that's right. A ROOM.
i do not REFUSE to live off my parents, and, yes, i live OFF them, but it's THEIR choice to, because i could easily pay my way. i don't ride with others so i don't HAVE to pay for my own. is it unheard of for you to think that there's no such thing as nice people and friends who don't mind driving their friends around? i don't ASK them to drive me places. if i go somehwere it's with my friend anyhow. and i pay him gas money when he asks, because i have no problem with it. i am not OBSESSED with serial killers. i am fascinated by them. and i don't make JOKES about stabbing. it's not like every joke i make involves violence. this was ONE joke.
as much as i do love your fearful exaggerations, i feel tired of explaining myself because i don't know if it's really worth it to explain it to you or anyone else who can't seem to get passed their own bullshit pompous my-shit-don't-stink attitudes. thank you.