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About TheForgetfulOne : I'm very quiet and reclusive. I don't really talk much. I don't like being stuck in large crowds of people. I don't care about stereotypes and I try not to pay any attention to them. I can't stand carrying on a conversation with one person for a very long time. One of my biggest pet peeves is when people chew food with their open. In my spare time I like playing chess, listening to music, reading stories on FML and not much else. I listen to a wide-range of rock music from classic, alternative, punk, modern, and some heavy metal. The only rock music I don't really listen to is screamo.
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Today, my boyfriend and I watched the new movie "The Purge." After the movie, I jokingly asked him that if the U.S. had such a purge in real life, would he participate, and who would he kill first. Without missing a beat, he said, "you." FML
Today, the crazy son of a bitch who lives next door to me once again got into a loud, rather one-sided argument with his cat. 20 minutes later, he knocked on my door, asking if he could stay at my place for a couple of days. The look he gave me when I said no has me fearing for my life. FML
Today, I went to the pharmacy to buy condoms. My card was declined, and I had to stand and watch in morbid fascination as the man behind me kindly paid for my purchase. His reason was "God forbid a maxed out Visa should get in the way of fucking." FML
Today, my uncle drove to my house in his tractor, beer in one hand, and a radio strapped to the dash blasting country music at unimaginable volume. Neither of us live on a farm. Half the neighborhood stood angrily glaring at us until we went inside. FML
Today, my cockgoblin of an ex showed up at my house, begging me to take him back. This guy, with his friends' help, faked being kidnapped just so he could use the "trauma" to guilt me into sleeping with him after he "escaped". When he finally left, he yelled that I'm a selfish bitch. FML
Monday 1 September 2014