I’m So Rad.

It’s a Friday night, as most of you are well aware, I am sure. What am I doing? Partying? HA! No.
Nope. I’m at home, laying in bed, surfing the internet… And here’s where things get a little risque… Are you ready?
Get this. I am eating a Kit Kat Bar! In bed!!!

Oh, the joys of being young and able! It’s 10:00pm, too. I’m a party animal!

However, my rad-ness doesn’t stop there. Oh, no! It keeps going.

Here’s another thing about me… I don’t wear underwear. I’d like to say it’s because I’m super sexy like that, but no. Sadly, it’s because I can’t stand the feeling of underwear against my but. Thongs? Oh yeah, rope between my butt cheeks, SO COMFORTABLE.
I’m not saying I don’t ever wear underwear, I do on occasion. Ironically enough, I actually wear underwear when I want to be sexy; sexiness doesn’t require comfort, so I’m okay with that. Also, I wear underwear when I wear skirts or dresses. I don’t want to be caught in the wind, my skirt blow up, and everyone see my fine China. Bleh. Besides, underwear under skirts is actually more comfortable because skirts don’t ride tight against my behind and cause chaffing. Nobody likes a chaffed ass.

You know what? I’m just going to continue this entry and confess a lot of things about me. How does that sound? Embarrassing? I thought so.

I’m also incredibly rad because in the 3rd grade, I got up on stage for our school’s yearly talent show. I sang "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" and put extra emphasis on the "ball." No, I didn’t do it because I was a pint-sized perverted hellion. Actually, it was emphasized because I was pantomiming the action of throwing a baseball. Did the crowd go wild? No. Instead I was picked on for the rest of the year. Every. Single. Day.

Oh, it doesn’t end there!

I have addictions. Nope, not to drugs or alcohol… Or to anything that is somewhat common of an addiction. So, what am I addicted to?

First of all, I’m addicted to chapstick. It isn’t consumed, although that would be really rad. Actually, my lips need to be smothered in a thin layer of chapstick or they immediately start to dry and crack. This is very inconvenient because, even though chapstick is rather inexpensive, I need to own at least 5 tubes at a time. Why? Well, if I’m honest… I misplace them. All the time. My lips will hate me if I forget to pamper them. I actually needed to purchase 3 new tubes today… Because I lost all FIVE of my other ones. Seriously, it’s hard work keeping up with this addiction.
The second of my addictions is socks. Fortunately I’m not a male so you can’t pick on me for this one, as I don’t use them to catch my jizz when I orgasm. (During masturbation, of course. Catching jizz in a sock during sex would be kind of awkward…) I am addicted to socks because, honestly, nothing feels quite like the way a pair of new socks feel on your feet. It’s like walking on clouds. When those socks are paired with new shoes? Oh, goodness… Seriously,  I feel as though I have died and gone to heaven.
I’m also addicted to nerdy things like Doctor Who, brand new notebooks, pens and Sharpies, vintage clothing, and most importantly… I’m addicted to thinking. I’m not the type of person who thinks on a subject and moves on. Oh no siree, I think deeply on one subject for quite some time. I’m actually a little paranoid, too. This is definitely not a good thing.

Nobody really knows this about me, as I don’t go around publicly declaring it, but I have my nipples pierced. While you may think this is a good thing, or something that I would enjoy, it actually is kind of a pain in the butt. No matter how clean I keep my nipples, I always end up with crusted-over nipple rings. This is not a pleasant experience, especially when the rings turn and the crust goes inside my nipple. OUCH. They aren’t infected, they aren’t dirty, I guess they might just been healing  yet. However, when I look down at my nipple rings and see crust dried on them, I can’t imagine what it would look like if Johnny took a look at them. Then, what if he wanted to suck on it? Ugh, that’s too much to think about, so I’ll end it right there.

I kind of liked this. I think I’m going to make this a Friday series. Hmm, I’m So Rad Friday’s. Sounds awesome.
More next Friday! Feel free to join in if you so choose.