Not this kind of beard
And Definitely not this kind of beard, though I do find it intriguing. How cool would you be if you had a beard like this??
But I'm thinking this kind of beard.
Isn't he dreamy? I totally feel like the drunk dollar sign girl, but I really like his beard. I am unsure at this point if his love is my drug though. I'll keep you posted
This isn't really a beard as much as it is a general facial stubblery, but I enjoy it all the same. I know it's weird, but lately I've totally been digging facial hair. On men that is... I don't want any...
Anywhooo...that song makes me want to kiss a scruffy man. It also makes me think about all the weird little quirks I have that all the people I love have to deal with. Like how I hum a lot, especially songs from Lord of the Rings. My favorite is the Edoras theme, I lurve it. I also really love Asians. Really. Like I want to hug every asian I meet and be their best friend. And occaisionally have their babies, but only the really sexy ones. Also I bite my fingernails. I can't stop, I've tried. I just bite off my fingernails in my sleep.
I'm just kind of odd...Obviously
But in all honesty, what can I do about it? Be normal?? Ugh. That would just be no fun at all!
So, I guess that's it.
Here I am World!
Take me or leave me.
(really, you should take me though, I make a mean cobbler)
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