Its New Years Eve. and I'm sitting at my desk writing on a forum because I have no where else I really want to be.
If the world does end in 2012, I don't want to be dressed like a slob and neither do I want country music to be playing as I die. Theres is acutally a phobia of dying while country music is playing and being unable to switch the song. *Shudders* Country.
Personally I don't want to spend my last day on earth with my family. People i know have told me that they would for sure want to spend it in the loving embrace of their friends and family. I do understand the appeal. I dig it but I would much rather not. I really would so much rather be alone in the middle of nowhere sitting listening to my most epic playlist with a bottle of vodka and guess as to how the world is going to end.
Friends and random readers: How do you want to die? I've asked this question to many a person in my day and I have had nearly the same answers. It may be because I lived in the middle of nowhere hicktown. Most answered with "I want to die of old age in a warm bed, surrounded by family and friends who all love me. I know, I understand. Good for them.
Personally I want to die laughing. As i die I want the person standing to me side to tell me a joke or let me sniff a little bit of laughing gas before I'm dead. Or I want the situation in which I die to be humorous.
Off topic but for gods sakes am I hormonal. If I didn't need my hormones to regulate something I would just rip out the entire damned endocrine system and be done with all this lusting and wanting. For a week every month I am as horny as hell followed by a week of bleeding out of my uterus and being cranky. Who wouldn't be cranky if they had to bleed for a week?