Stupid questions and radio shows...

I was listening to this radio morning show the other day and they were talking about some show, that I have never heard of, were this guy asks famous people ten questions. He asks the person, then ask the character that person is playing. It was pretty funny. And since Im a dork, I feel the need to answer the questions. Something light hearted for all the shit happening lately. So with further ado, here are the questions.


1. What is your favorite word?
     -Spork. I giggle every time...lol
2. What is your lease favorite word?
     -Its a tie between panties and pussy. Both words are just terrible!
3. What turns you on?
     -Dont judge, but forearms. Nothing on this planet is sexier then a guy with a button up on with the sleeves        rolled up to his elbows showing off his forearms.
4.What turns you off?
     -Messiness. People who are slobs or just dont pick up after themselves. Drives me up the fucking wall like no other.
5. Favorite cuss word?
     -It was twatwaffle (thank you Twitarded ) But now Im thinking its calling someone a Dick-hole. *giggle*
6. What is your lease favorite cuss word?
      -Cunt is the first word to pop into my head.
7. What sound do you love?
      -Wind chimes
8. What is your lease favorite sound?
     -Silence. I can not stand silence. It freaks me the fuck out. To the point of driving me completely fucking insane.
9. What job would you love to try?
    -High jacking high dollar cars. Dont ask, I watch a lot of tv and it looks like fun.
10. What job would you hate to try?
     -Any job that involves public speaking. *gag*

That is all for today.

When it rains, it pours...

Where to begin today. I drove home yesterday to celebrate my niece's birthday. I cant believe she is four already. Talk about feeling old. She had a blast. She got a lot of toys and cake and ice cream. She even got a princess pinata. Which was fun to watch her hit.


Im driving back to my apartment last night and what happens? I explode a tire. To the normal person, this would be unexpected. To me, this makes tire number 13 that Ive had explode on me. And when I say explode, I mean the tire is in shreds. So at 11 o'clock Im on the shoulder of a major highway changing my tire. And Im racing against the monsoon of rain that had been chasing me the entire way home, Im also in a skirt and flip flops. So you can imagine how happy I was last night. But I did it, and with help from no one. I was worried for a minute there last night though. I couldnt get the fucking bolts to loosen. I was standing and bouncing on the tire iron. And it still took forever to loosen. But I changed the tire all by myself. Im very proud of myself, even in my anger towards the whole situation. And now I get to spend my Sunday trying to find a tire that isnt going to cost me a fortune. Im not having any luck with that though. Which doesnt surprise me because when it rains, it fucking pours. And its normally pour straight shit.