Because of this, I was generally unaware of the various pranks perpetuated throughout the day.
But in their spirit, I have a fun little exercise. At least 50% of the following 15 statements are true. I'll let you decide which are true and which are not.
Every LJ entry I write is elaborated on or exaggerated. I cannot remember when I last wrote an entry that was 100% true. Then again, honesty, to me, isn't a matter of truth, so while they haven't been true, they've been 100% honest.
None of these people exist: Kori, Washburn, and Mazi.
None of those people exist in most realities, but they're definitely alive and kicking in mine, and I've slept with all three.
I have, effectively, been turned down by every girl I've ever asked to date me, but I have fallen (very happily) into relationships I didn't actually ask for.
The first girl who ever kissed me is dead. The second was deported to Armenia.
I get a kick out of the perception that I only listen to one form of music (and more that I listen to only one artist), but really, I can enjoy all forms to some extent, even country.
I don't speak about my sexual activity with others and expect the same respect from them. I do, however, speak freely about topics like masturbation and sometimes hold entire convesations about sex as it relates to others. I have no idea why I won't talk about sex with particular people but can wax philosophic on the joys of masturbation.
On the other hand, because everyone knows that Mazi and I have had wild, passionate sex, I don't mind saying that we do it nearly every day.
Very few people believe I'm shy, which completely confuses me.
I originally said that I didn't make the "Date MJD" application because it was too complicated. The real reason is that I was sick and tired of people telling me not only how to date, but how to run my whole damn life.
My Magic 8 Ball has never once been wrong. This bodes poorly for a certain couple I know, but I don't want to tell them: it would become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I dislike cooking for myself, and will generally live out of a can if given the option. However, I don't mind doing dishes and am sometimes pretty anal about doing them, actually taking a break from whatever I'm doing to immediately wash a dish and keep the sink completely clear of dishes.
The girl I would call my "dream girl" has deep blue eyes and her kisses taste like peanut butter.
If I'm poking fun at you, it means I like you. If I've given you a nick name, I'm probably not particularly liking you so much (but if in doubt ask, don't assume). If you've given me a nick name, I'm probably tolerating it with amusement.
If I cannot see the humour in it, I will not do it. I can, thus, sometimes be talked into something just because it's freakin' funny.