You're so naive.

I may say it's your fault,

because I know you could of done more.

you're so naive yet so..

Slime, Snails, Puppy Dogs' Tails Obsolete?

I'm learning so many things from my new roommates, mainly lessons on how to be a douche bag.

My summer days consisted of watching The Labyrinth repeatedly, hopping up from the couch every time "Magic Dance" began playing on the flat screen. Always holding an almost clenched fist up to my mouth singing about vodoo and doing obsence dance moves to the thought of David Bowie in those painfully beautiful tight pants. Naturally, I had to burn this song onto a CD, and drive around in my car nearly blowing out my stereo.

I am not proud of this fact.

So my roommate hops in my car and I ask her if she has seen The Labyrinth, and she shakes her head. Dumbfounded I reply "What do you mean you've never seen The Labyrinth, you know who DAVID BOWIE is right?" Again she breaks my heart with a resounding "No, I don't."
That's when the beast was released, and I didn't drop the topic for like an hour and a half. I even went as far to tell the Applebee's server how uncultured my roommate was.

I remember as a child I heard adults saying to each other: "How do you not know who that is, what that is, where that is..." etc etc.
I caught myself in the act tonight, and I can't help but wonder:
When did I become an adult?
And why didn't anyone fill me in when it happened?

No Longer a Virgin- a Blog Virgin that is.

I've heard from the grapevine that blogs are all the rage right now.
About five minutes ago I insulted my roommate by saying "People who blog about their insignificant lives are narcissists". She didn't' say anything, and I didn't think anything of it until she pulled up her email. And low and behold, she is a blogger.
I felt so stupid that I had to make a blog myself.
I need to be redeemed for my sins.