ulakulpa asked: Do the Proust Questionnaire! I'm curious haha

Ula is the only person on Tumblr who gives me a reason to talk about myself which is one of my favorite things to do.

1) What is your idea of perfect happiness?
A room warm with the body heat and laughter of people I love.

2) What is your greatest fear?
Not being enough for myself.

3) Which living person do you most admire?
My aunt, and also Cher.

4) Which is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
I can get disgustingly sloth-like. 

5) What trait do you most deplore in others?
Proud ignorance.

6) What is your greatest extravagance?
Having the time to sit around and talk about myself at great length.

7) On which occasion do you lie?
Sometimes when I’m nervous.

8) What do you dislike most about your appearance?
I’m pretty okay with myself, except once I had bangs and that was bad.  

9) When and where were you happiest?
Whenever and wherever I was laughing so hard I cried.

10) If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I’d be a lot better at one liners.

11) If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
I’d make them less selfish.

12) What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Making it to twenty two alive.

13) If you died and came back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?
I don’t know, but I think it’d be awful. Probably an ant, or maybe a kid belonging to Suri Cruise.

14) What is your most treasured possession?
My dog, although possession is a harsh word. She’s more like my most treasured friend.  

15) What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Anywhere humor doesn’t exist.

16) Who are your heroes in real life?
Definitely my aunt. And Bette Midler.

17) What do you most dislike?
Small talk.

18) How would you like to die?
Ready.

19) Which historical figure do you identify most with?
The person who came up with the concept of the Ding Dong. Or Annie Sullivan. I deal with a lot of figurative Helen Kellers. 

20) What is your motto?
Get up.  

The kind of person I am

  • Co-worker #1: I had to go to the emergency room last night. I thought my appendix burst.
  • Co-worker #2: Oh my god. Are you ok? What happened?
  • Me: Hey, do you guys know what time Eddie Money starts playing the fair? I don't want to be late.
animalstalkinginallcaps:

SISTER, IT IS BETTER THAT YOU SHOULD RUSH UPON THAT BLADE THAN ENTER THE CIRCLE WITH FEAR IN YOUR HEART. 
HOW DO YOU ENTER?
With perfect love and perfect trust.
GOOD. WELCOME TO OUR COVEN. ONLY A COUPLE OF GROUND RULES:
1. NO TAKING INTO YOURSELF ALL THE POWER OF MANON. WE HAD SOME TROUBLE WITH THAT A FEW YEARS AGO.
2. YOU CAN’T WEAR A TANK TOP TWO DAYS IN A ROW, AND YOU CAN ONLY WEAR YOUR HAIR IN A PONYTAIL ONCE A WEEK.
3. ON WEDNESDAYS WE WEAR PINK.
BLESSED BE.

animalstalkinginallcaps:

SISTER, IT IS BETTER THAT YOU SHOULD RUSH UPON THAT BLADE THAN ENTER THE CIRCLE WITH FEAR IN YOUR HEART. 

HOW DO YOU ENTER?

With perfect love and perfect trust.

GOOD. WELCOME TO OUR COVEN. ONLY A COUPLE OF GROUND RULES:

1. NO TAKING INTO YOURSELF ALL THE POWER OF MANON. WE HAD SOME TROUBLE WITH THAT A FEW YEARS AGO.

2. YOU CAN’T WEAR A TANK TOP TWO DAYS IN A ROW, AND YOU CAN ONLY WEAR YOUR HAIR IN A PONYTAIL ONCE A WEEK.

3. ON WEDNESDAYS WE WEAR PINK.

BLESSED BE.

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(via adamchristopherr)

Thompson Twins - If You Were Here

You know those songs that come on and you can’t feel anything but happiness even though you’re super miserable because your Siouxsie and the Banshees shirt is covered in the Spanish rice drool of a one year old? This is one of those songs. 

I’m never having kids. 

92 plays

Was going to kill myself, but then found the 80s tag on 8tracks and I’m so happy to be alive. 

Truthful Tuesday

One time I was in a Forever 21 wearing black pants and a white Hanes v-neck and my peanut Dr. Martens, and as I was looking through a rack of clothes, a girl my age wandered up to me and asked, “Do you know if you have this in another size?” and I looked up and said, “Um…sorry…I don’t work here…” and it was in that moment a horrifying realization came over me, so I hurried over to Amanda who was shopping with me and quickly informed her of the incident, watching as her face contorted and she spewed the words I was hoping she wouldn’t. “You’re a hipster, Ashley.” 

I haven’t worn my Dr. Martens since. 

I really never expected to get into an altercation with the lead singer of Cobra Starship, but it happened early Saturday morning, and in the midst of our removal from the balcony we shared with the socially irrelevant thirty three year old, middle fingers and “Fuck you, Gabe!“‘s flying fervently through any and all space free of a body, we bumped into Carson Kressley who Dez greeted with a cheery, “You’re fabulous”, and then we were back to our verbal assault on the gangly prick in the Hawaiian shirt whose fame stemmed from a song that was featured on the soundtrack of Snakes on a Plane. 

There was a few drunken hours spent on the roof of a Vegas club, attempting to talk world issues with a handful of dudes who refused to take us seriously because we are women, which spawned a loud feminist rant, and a few drunken hours spent in a lobby of sorts, talking to a pair of dudes who were actually really choice human beings in their own ways; mine, a brash New Yorker who insulted my eyebrows, called me Man-Hands, and told me how East Coast I looked and acted so maybe I should move to NY where I could be properly appreciated, and Dez’s dude, a really wonderfully dressed and perfectly coiffed gentleman who wasn’t at all gay. Like, at all.

Vegas was a success, I love Dez, and Gabe Saporta is a fucking dick. 

I’m back, Tumblr.

I’m back. 

I know I’m supposed to be live blogging my hillbilly cousin and his friends, but these pugs are the only things that matter.

I know I’m supposed to be live blogging my hillbilly cousin and his friends, but these pugs are the only things that matter.

WHAT’S UP:

- My hillbilly cousin will be here tomorrow with two of his friends. Malcolm X Julius and Julius Maddox. Will be live-blogging the visit. 6:30PM PST. 

- The happiest day of my life was the Christmas morning I woke up to a turntable and a handful of new wave/dark wave vinyl. Needless to say, the 80s (if we’re going to get technical, 75 - 88) are really special to me. Anyway, my aunt and I were going through her senior yearbook and she pointed to a dude named Alan Slater, then turned to me and said, “He would have been perfect for you”, and it was in that moment that I realized I am going to die alone for sure because anyone who is perfect for me is at least 40 years old with a wife and child. 

- My head hurts. My tooth hurts. My life hurts. 

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