51.) I've never been to a real spa. I want to go to one. Preferably one at Disney.
52.) I cannot understand why people call Disney a tourist trap and do not have fun there. Of course it's a tourist trap. IT'S IN FLORIDA. But there is LITERALLY NO WAY NOT TO HAVE FUN. You can drink there. You can eat the best food there. You can ride on rides all god damn day--the scary ones or the easy ones. THERE IS SO MUCH TO SEE AND DO I just....If you don't have fun at Disney we're just going to have to agree to disagree.
53.) I love people and socializing and want to do it often. But all the people I want to do it with live everywhere but in Florida. And the thought of going out and making friends here just leaves me paralyzed with fear.
54.) I get so excited talking to my people--aka geeks--that sometimes I talk over them because my mind thinks I know where they r goin' wit their conversation. This is a Bad Habit that Frustrated A Lot of people because it interrupts them. Must stop.
55.) I believe there is nothing wrong with getting very, very intoxicated every once in a while. And recording it.
56.) Shawn apparently has a Word Spread Sheet that he started of various awful, stupid things I've actually said out loud in my life. It's hilarious and if I can remember where it is it needs to be shared.
57.) I SO WANT THE DIGITAL COLLECTORS ADDITION OF FINAL FANTASY: XIV A REALM REBORN LIKE ERMERGERD
58.) I have only written 115 words in the re-write re-start re-re-re-re of my "novel" but I feel super-stupid proud of myself. YEAH.
59.) I really, reallllly enjoy traditional Chinese/Japanese instrumentals for relaxing and writing to.
60.) When we first got the kittens and they were getting used to Science Diet from Purina, I spent a lot of time wiping butts. It ain't pretty, but it had to be done to keep a) me clean, b) the house clean, c) everything clean. Anyway, one container of baby wipes later, two entire kittens bathed and about a week and a half--I noticed the two of them batting something around in the living room. I thought it was a toy, until they wandered off. ....NEWP. NOT A TOY. THAT'S RIGHT. It was a nice little piece of cat poop. My reaction wasn't to freak out at all. It was to look at it for a few moments and go, "Oh, good. Solid finally!" And THEN I cleaned everything with a disinfectant and scrubbed and flipped out. But still. It was a definite, 'You know you've owned too many animals when---' sort of moment.
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