Take me to your sickening leader

I know I'm breaking Thing No. 20, but I always feel the need to share how much I love certain videos, in attempt for people to understand me better (eh). But more to the point, I love sharing the cultures I love so much ... and sometimes am jealous of?

Do I sometimes wish I were a drag queen? Absolutely.

Do I wish I could start incorporating new words and meaning for words into my daily lexicon, a bit like Cockney rhyming slang? Ugh, all the time.


Do I wish ... oh.


Things I Don't Miss
1. My long hair. Any of it. I love my short hair. And anyone who says women with short hair aren't and never will be attractive, I don't know you. I roll my eyes through the Internet at you. Good bye.
2. Eating meat. OK, maybe bacon and honey baked ham. But since I've stopped eating meat, and significantly lowering my cow-dairy intake, I don't feel like shit anymore. I could get into the squishy details, but this was a dietary choice, and I don't regret it. I feel better. Lots.
3. Gas stations. Where are they? I haven't seen a gas station in at least 2 months.
4. Flip flops. I'm not going to attempt to explain that one. Personal thing, I think.

I made corn muffins today and put some sriracha in it. Be jealous.

Lastly, since Chris has started his kung fu training, and I'm training in French foil, we think 2012 will be the year of the freelance assassin.