Not many people tell me I’m pretty SOO I should be thanking the kid. Gracias muchacho
There’s some kid from Columbia or Venezuela or.. I don’t even know what fucking country but some Spanish speaking kid who always tries talking to me on facebook and knows I’m not fluent so all he does is tell me I’m pretty and it’s kind of funny but also really weird
Sorry followers, I seem to have lost my giants posts lately — annndd honestly it’s mostly because I lost track of almost everything last season between them being horrible and me working almost every game they had. SO. UPDATES. I’ve noticed through twitter that Bear Pascoe is off the team, and Diehl and Jacobs retired, which is perhaps old news bad very sad to me (I have a signed Pascoe picture with my signed Weatherford picture hanging on my wall hehehehehe), and the players we’ve picked up seem like they’re supposed to be good (?) lots of questions about Eli, which are ridiculous I think. I love him and have a hard time wording these things but consistency has never really been his thing. I think he’s either really good with some flaws or very flawed with some good moments. That’s just Eli and I don’t think his age has a damn thing to do with it. Opinions? updates? Tell me what I should be looking forward to or your opinions on this off season, perhaps?
Why does being pretty matter so much? I mean yeah, we all aspire to be attractive in some way but do you really want to be with someone who’s only aspiration is to be pretty? Do you really admire someone who’s only admiration is their own looks?
What if every feeling you had toward someone was mutual? I mean, what if every time you kind of liked someone they kind of liked you back, and if you loved someone they loved you also, and if you were attracted to someone they were also attracted to you.. I mean a lot of people would dislike me and think I’m annoying if we all felt mutually but I wonder how much conflict it would resolve
The first thing is that we exist, and we love sports just as much as the dudes do.
Buzzfeed describes my life again
How do you know you’re in the friend zone… how do you avoid the friend zone…