Honestly, this is a bit worrisome to me, as I like to make sure I drop a fresh batch of fellow-jello at least once a day, for the sake of both physical and mental health. Twice if I'm feeling fresh and spontaneous, but let's not fly off the handle here.
The reason for this is twofold: First, considering that I've been surrounded by family and sleeping on my brothers' beds for the past little while, jacking off has been something of a no-no. Second...well, I'm paranoid. Ever since my surgery, my balls have been swinging a little lower and freer than usual, and I've entirely convinced myself that this has something to do with going under the knife, and that any ejaculation will somehow fuck up my precious, precious vas deferens. I'm just going to chalk this one up to my hypochondria, an illness that I still think is something of a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Thankfully, nothing much else has been happening, since I've been staying with my father rather than my mother, which means the crazy bitch isn't actively trying to kill me. But I love the psychotic S.O.B. anyway.
Anyway, I did get tagged in one of those Facebook poll thingies, so I figured I might as well tag it onto the rest of the post because I can and shut up your face, I'm doing it. Normally, I'd also jokingly add something like "Suck my balls!", but...Well, see above.
Put your iPod/music player on random, and answer these questions, one at a time, using the song titles. Then add one of your own questions at the end. No cheating and skipping songs, unless they're instrumental.
1. What do you think of me, iTunes?
"Cheated Hearts" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
You know you're love life is severely fucked when an unfeeling computer program pities you.
2. Will I have a happy life?
"Little Favours" by KT Tunstall.
So basically, I'm going to spend the rest of my life doing pain-in-the-ass favours for others? Yeah, actually, that sounds about right.
3. What do my friends really think of me?
"Almost Lover" by A Fine Frenzy.
I'd like to thank my iPod for REALLY rubbing it in at this point.
4. Do people secretly lust after me?
"Can't Get Enough" by Mary J. Blige.
Hey, I may have the shittiest love life ever, but at least I'm pretty!
5. What does my crush/lover/S.O. think of me?
"Nothing & Nowhere" by Emily Haines and The Soft Skeleton.
This would hurt so much more if I were still capable of feeling things in my heart.
6. How can I make myself happy?
"Take It Back" by She & Him.
I'm not sure who tagged me in this thing to begin with, but...Why?
7. What should I do with my life?
"Dreamworld" by Rilo Kiley
I'm just going to assume that this means "Porn".
8. Why must life be so full of pain?
"Oh My God" by Pink.
This is the most soul-crushing Facebook quiz ever.
9. How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
"Anyone Else But You" by Ellen Page and Michael Cera
10. Will I ever have children?
"Get Gone" by Fiona Apple.
My iTunes is actively trying to kill me.
11. Will I die happy?
"Got Money" by Lil Wayne.
Well, at least I'll be rich...Wait, rich people don't die!
12. Can you give me some advice?
"Adventure" by Be Your Own Pet.
Hey, works plenty well for me, thank you very much.
13. What do you think happiness is?
"Neighbourhood #4: 7 Kettles" by The Arcade Fire.
Actually, I do sort of have a thing for kettles. What? They're adorable and tea is delicious.
14. What's your favourite fetish?
"Firewalker" by Liz Phair.
In all honesty, I really do want to try this one eventually. MAKE IT HAPPEN, BITCHES.
15. Will I get a good job?
"I've Got To See You Again" by Norah Jones.
Okay, so so far, the message my iTunes is trying to tell me: You are a hollow shell, heartbroken shell of a human being, but you are hot, so do lots of porn. Honestly, it kinda balances itself out, doesn't it?
16. What will the day be like tomorrow?
"Ode to Divorce" by Regina Spektor.
Actually, considering that tomorrow is Mother's Day and my parents have what can only be described as murderous rage towards each other, this makes a lot of sense.
17. What awaits for me this summer?
"Personal" by Stars.
Oh, of course; NOW you decide to start holding out on me. Fuck you, iTunes, you cockteasing whore.