The Letter A Are you available?: Technically. What is your age?: 18 on May the 11th. What annoys you?: Alot. The Letter B Do you live in a big house?: Not at all. When is your birthday?: May 11th. Who is your best friend?: My doe.. The Letter C What's your favorite candy?: Reese's or Snickers. Who's your crush?: No one. When was the last time you cried?: A few days ago. Bad migraine. The Letter D Do you daydream?: Excessively. What's your favorite kind of dog?: Great Danes, or BamBam my brother's pit/lab mix. What day of the week is it?: Wednesday. The Letter E How do you like your eggs?: Boiled. Have you ever been in the emergency room?: Yessir. What's the easiest thing ever to do?: Vanish. The Letter F Have you ever flown in a plane?: Yessir. Do you use fly swatters?: Nope. Have you ever used a foghorn?: No. The Letter G Do you chew gum?: Excessively. It helps me cut down on the smokes. Are you a giver or a taker?: "I give and I give and, oh god, I Give. I give until my jaws ache, do you think that's bad?" (SEE; The Super Milk Chan Show] Do you like gummy candies?: I generally don't consume food with gelatin. The Letter H How are you?: Bitter. Sickly. Bored. What color is your hair?: Brown with reddish undertones. The Letter I What's your favorite ice cream?: Chocolate. Have you ever ice skated?: Yes, and I fell on my ass almost immediately. Do you play an instrument?: Guitar, bass guitar, clarinet, trombone, piano. I'm pretty bad with all of them, though. The Letter J What's your favorite jelly bean brand?: Starburst. Do you wear jewelry?: I've got two necklaces and a Pokemon watch that I wear. The Letter K Who do you want to kill?: My sick bastard of a father. Do you want kids?: Maybe one, or two, if one was adopted. Where did you go for kindergarten?: Featherstone Elementary. The Letter L Are you laid back?: Absolutely. Do you lie?: I'm a compulsive liar. The Letter M Whats your favorite movie?: Manic or Alice in Wonderland. Do you still watch Disney movies?: See above. Do you like mangoes?: Absolutely. Nothing cures a bad day like a mango smoothie. The Letter N Do you have a nickname?: Evan, Doe, Dahl, Evo, E-Van, Gay Zebra, Ronsalad, Ronsalsa. What is your real name?: It is a dreadful name that I refuse to utter. Whats your favorite number?: 8 or 656 Do you prefer night over day?: Usually I'm asleep through most of the day. The Letter O What's your one wish?: At the moment? Money, or love I s'pose, though I could travel to Seattle with money, and love won't get me anywhere. Are you an only child?: Not remotely. The Letter P What one fear are you most paranoid about?: Anytime I see a beetle I have a panic attack. I guess losing my friends scares me too. What are your pet peeves?: Motherfuckers that toy with my head and then promise to go back to a normal friendship only to ignore my existence. Fuckingasshole. What's a personality trait you look for in people?: Lack of control over oneself. Lack of serious plans, but excessive amounts of ambition. The Letter Q What's your favorite quote?: "Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business." - Tom Robbins. Are you quick to judge people?: Not at all. The Letter R Do you think you're always right?: No sir. Are you one to cry?: Never in public. The Letter S Do you prefer sun or rain?: Warm rain. Do you like snow?: Sometimes. What's your favorite season?: [I like to] Spring [forward] [after I] Fall [back] The Letter T What time is it?: 212pm. What time did you wake up?: 6, 9, 12. When was the last time you slept in a tent?: Too long ago. The Letter U Are you wearing underwear?: Always. Underwear or boxers?: Boy shorts? The Letter V What's the worst veggie?: CABBAGE. What an atrocity. Where do you want to go on vacation?: Seattle. Portland. Santa Fe. Talkeetna, Alaska. Vulcan, Alberta. The Letter W What's your worst habit?: Compulsive chewing. And smoking, I guess. Where do you live?: Northern Carolina, at the moment, What's your worst fear?: I have an extensive list of my worst fears. For now we'll say dying, dying alone, losing friends, and beetles. The Letter X Have you ever had an x-ray?: I think so. Have you seen the x-games?: ...On TV. Do you own a xylophone?: Not anymore. The Letter Y Do you like the color yellow?: Only in association with the Exploding Hearts

My lovely friends want to rent a house together. Two separate groups. I'm forced to choose between the fairly flaky partier or the two for one couple special. The girl who'll have random guys spending the night and parties every weekend, or the quiet, future-minded girl + stoner boyfriend package deal. There's also the probability of "talks" about his sexual skills (or lack thereof). Nope, not interested. I don't care to know about your adventures with condoms containing benzocaine. There is a reason I remain sexually inactive it's part revulsion, part lack of interest. You know my secrets, kid, put two and fucking two together. Note my disinterest. Christ. The possible eviction or the eternal third wheel. It's alot tougher than you may think. Oh, yeah. I got "dumped." Maybe my return to cynicism was influenced by that? Actually, I don't give a fuck about that. Guys come and go, my interest in that particular one was limited. Life goes on and on and on. Jeff Tweedy's cover of Simple Twist of Fate is lovely. Godfuck. I want to get blazed.