Ironically, clams are perpetually annoyed as a direct result of this stereotype.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
is the word that I have coined to refer to people who are proud of the fact that they are weird. I often find such people annoying, as they usually aren't very weird. They are also usually tweenage girls.
I own close to a hundred copies of Vanilla Ice's autobiography (when I learned it was ghost-written by his manager Timmy Quon, I lost all interest in being a distributor). In the seventh grade, I invented a new eating utensil called the "clingting". I ate every meal with it for four and a half years. It involved magnets. On a dare, I once broke a window of a police car with my head, then blamed it on a homeless guy passed out in a gutter nearby and was awarded a medal.
Ever since I saw "The Neverending Story", I've felt that if ever I am truly needed, I will hear a book calling out to me. It's happened twice, and I've ignored it both times. I used to be a vegetarian for moral reasons, but ever since a cow kicked my baby brother in the head I've switched to an all-beef diet. Those jerks deserve it.
In the Scottish-Australian community, I'm known as "Lucky".
because all blogs should have a picture of a squid
INTP - "Architect". Greatest precision in thought and language. Can readily discern contradictions and inconsistencies. The world exists primarily to be understood. Likes monsters, hates chipotle, and never drives with one hand on the wheel. Has a phobia of cantaloupe or antaloupe, but not both. 3.3% of total population. Which is not very much; Adam's special. Maybe special needs, too, haha. Ah, bad jokes. I love those things. You, gentle reader, greatly enjoy reading this blog and will comment on every post. Fnord.