#send bday stuff to Dick's inbox

[bishimightwing]

Subtract cat, add Bitewing.

[themoonandhersun]

I think Tumblr ate my last ask, so... For the ask game: 9, 12, 16, 25, 33 💖

hey!!! thank u for sending these in!!!! <333 :D

also, tumblr didn’t eat ur last ask, i’ve just been taking my time w answering the asks 😭😭 i’m sorry for taking so long omg. you asked for 39 in the last one and here it is! btw i can’t bring myself to delete the other ask u sent in so now it’s just gonna sit in my inbox forever, and i am okay with that

9. favorite brand of clothing?

i don’t necessarily have a favorite, i just buy what’s cheap/nice when i get the chance—but when i had my job and i had money to spend, i would buy nike. so...i guess nike, even tho i haven’t bought anything from that brand in a while...cause i am broke now. but it’s okay tho! i have what i need and that’s what matters! :D

12. what’s the most interesting school gossip you’ve ever heard?

tw /// nsfw!!!!!

i don’t know if this counts bc it’s just a rumor i heard, but a girl in my grade was apparently going to give a blowjob to her one of her guy friends....on the school bus....while the guy’s friend would record it. it never happened, just to be clear 😭😭😭 we were in sophomore year of high school, too. we were all young, so like- i don’t know. i don’t even know.

i hope that girl is okay tho. she went through stuff and she transferred schools when sophomore year ended.

people would say she actually did suck her friend’s dick, but i honestly doubt it bc the video never circulated around/i rode the same bus as her and she would get off before me. that’s not enough time to suck a dick without having a bus full of teen noticing. also i overheard her guy friend suggesting she do it and i....don’t remember what she said/don’t remember if i even heard what she said in the first place, so yeah—i don’t think she did it. i really doubt she did it.

there’s other rumors that my high school had tbh, but this is the main one i remember bc i told my best friend about it and we talked about it. i don’t remember what we said—it was a few years ago—but i remember we were shocked at the rumor.

bc.....who would suck a dick in a bus full of teens while having it being recorded???? what the fuck😭😭😭

16. if you had to get a tattoo right now, what would you get and where?

i would get a tattoo of my dad’s bday and my mom’s on my shoulders in roman numerals!!! my dad’s on the left and my mom’s on the right! :D

25. what’s something you can’t stop buying?

stuffed animals! they’re so cute and so soft and they comfort me :’))) they also remind me of my childhood so yeah :’))) i haven’t bought any in a while tho bc of quarantine but when i get out of quarantine i’m gonna buy the biggest stuffed animal i see!!! idc idc im gonna have to!!!

33. what do you think about a lot

you’re acting as if my answer will be anything besides zutara 😳 here’s a tweet about them and my responses 😌😌💞 they really invented soulmatism!!!

[bubbakanoosh]

rant ramble

I haven’t rambled in a while, mostly because I turned off the “anon” feature on my tumblr.   People don’t want to send me a note and call me an asshole anymore now they can’t hide their identities from the world.  Anywho, I don’t even know where to start with this, I just have so much shit on my mind, I don’t know where to begin.   I have had the shittiest few weeks and I am walking that fine line of losing my shit on someone.   I am stuck on a fucking train once more, and I swear to fuck there is a women clipping her nails on this train.   HER FUCKING NAILS!!  I already told her to stop, because no one else has to balls to do it.   I asked her if she was homeless, because that could be the only possible reason she is clipping her nails on the fucking train.   My stupid rental car wouldn’t start this morning.   Yeah, I am driving a rental….I got rear ended on Easter weekend, so yeah Jesus and I have something in common: our easters kinda sucked.  But yeah, I got rear ended by this Mad Max looking motherfucker truck.   Fun time.   And because it was the holiday, my insurance and the renal car agency had a failure in communication, by that I mean my insurance company never told them I was coming.   So after a few hours of playing it cool I finally got a rental while my car is getting fixed.   A fucking honda civic, like fuck me.  As I told a few others I feel like a white teenage girl driving this piece of shit, I can’t even.  But I am waiting to get my car fixed, and for whatever reason the part is on back order so I am stuck driving this piece of shit for who knows how long.   Civic Nation is a horrible place, and I hate it here and yeah. I am sore.  I am working on my basement, turning it into a finished display of awesomeness and I am doing this all by myself.   I am pretty handy, I like you to know.   I am not just a pretty-ish face, I know what the fuck I am doing.   And between that and the accident, I am sore which makes me, well, more “charming” than usual. Oh, when I say “charming” I mean “smartass”. For the record, little miss nail salon is still clipping her nails.  I swear to god, if she takes off her socks and shoes and starts clipping her toenails I will go ballistic   No question, I will go ballistic on her and possibly beat her with her own shoe..

So, my threshold for stupidity is at an all time low… I can’t really deal with it.  And when I say stupidity i mean people, family, work, drama, people, the fucking works.  Speaking of work, it has been stupidly busy.  Like really really really busy.  I have been dealing with lawyers all week, and you know what? Lawyers are assholes.  Some of you may laugh at the irony of that statement, but seriously they are.   I wonder what those fellows are saying about my chaming self.   Also speaking of work, I had this more fucktarded conversation yesterday.  So we have an in-house courier to take shit around to other offices and whatnot so we don’t have to pay for a service.   I had a cheque that needed delivered and I called the courier guy to my office to pick it up and take it a few blocks away.   I said to the guy “better watch it, it’s pretty torrential out there” and he looks at me with a blank stare then said “what?”.  I replied with “it’s storming out there, we are haveing torrential rain outside”, whch he comes back at me with “Oooh, gotcha… I just never heard torrential used in that way before”.   Its at that point in time I do a double face palm and rub my face letting out a long ass sigh.  Maybe I have lived with my head up my ass for most of my life, but I want to know what other use of “torrential” he has heard.   Torrential level cheese on my nachos, please? Fuck, can you imagine? I could use that right now.

Anyways,  usually I hide it pretty well most days, my prickish nature/anger for stupidity, but as you see I am having a little trouble with it. Or maybe I am not, I dunno.  I have been called sweet, or a sweetie, once or twice in my life… and you know what? I am.  I’m so sweet like a nice bon bon.   But I am also a fucking prick. I am quite the sarcastic bastard.   I guess is its the Hyde to the sweetie Jekyll, maybe it;s a gemini thing… I dunno.  I hide it on here for the most part, I think there are times it slips through.   Do you know how many posts a day I like and write a comment on to reblog but instead of hitting sent I just cancel?  A lot. Why do I delete them? Well, I fear I may get some stupid PM or whatever wishing cancer on me (yeah, that happened).   I think people take this shit way to seriously, and fine do that.   But you need to chill the fuck out at the same time, you know? And while we are on the stuff that annoys me on tumblr, inspirational quotes bug me.   There I said it, and please don’t get offended because I don’t like them..  Don’t get me wrong, there are some I like, they aren’t all fucking poppycock or anything, but yeah… they bug me.   Maybe it’s because I think people post them to get likes rather than actually believe what the quote is saying. We all post shit for the likes, so don’t tell me you don’t It’s like on facebook, someone makes a post bout thee most lovingest spouse and how they are lucky they are to have him or her.   You know they are just typing that shit either a) convince others they are the happinest couple in the world or b) convince themself they are that happy.   When I was with my ex, back when we actually spoke hahah fuck, anyways, back when we actually spoke I asked her if we are weird because we say Happy BDay and Valentines to each other face to face and not facebook to facebook.   I honestly started to think maybe I am the odd one, then I deleted facebook and all was right in the world once more.   Those posts on facebook, I dunno, they didn’t feel genuine.   And that’s the vibe I get from some of the shit people post,  It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth and I am like ugh.   And then I write comment or something and stare at it and then cancel.   Maybe there are posts out there that I just don’t cancel? Maybe there are posts out there where I really am an asshole and the anons were right? I think some of you take your blog way too seriously, and yeah.  I dunno, maybe I am the weird one, maybe I don’t take my blog seriously enough? Maybe my “How I Tumblr” jokes are spot on? As in, I have no clue what i’m doing. Things that make you go hmmmm.  Oh, while we are talking about the inspirational stuff, if you see one that is a quote from “anonymous” well, that’s me.   I said all of those.   I am not one to seek fame and glory, because I don’t need it, but I need to bring it up.  Why? Well, some of you are throwing around my wisdom all willy nilly and shit.   

So the other day someone was ranting to me about tumblr and I was like YES!! Okay, that is a lie, there were two separate people ranting to me about tumblr and I was like YES!! EXACTLY!!  And I brought up my scenario about something and what pissed me off.   Then I explain what pissed me off more, and that was the fact I noticed the thing that pissed me off in the first place..   I hated myself for noticing this little, I dunno what to call it, quirk? This little quirk that I see.  Noticing the quirk pissed me off more than the quirk itself.   In fact, the fact I was pissed off at the quirk pisses me off now.  It’s stupid and I hate myself for hating it so much..   I am not going to get into what the quirk is but I noticed the same thing on twitter when I was on there and it just got stupid and I quit that.   By the way, everything that happens here with cliques and crushes and Doms and subs, that’s all on twitter.  I think cliques and shit like that is worse over there.   They have theme days over on twitter, where someone will come up with a start of a joke like, I dunno let;s just use “yo momma”.  So one person will send a message, or a group of people will send a message and say at 7pm EST you will start using the “yo mama” joke format and tweet shit.   Me being me I was like “yeah no” and shit just went down hill from there.   I got blackballed for not being a fucking lemming.  My twitter was HungoverLawyer.  Oh, you may have seen me reblogging a tumblr called HungoverLawyer, that’s me in case you haven’t figured it out.   Follow it, you can be one of the 10 who are, it’s an elite club.   I actually have another blog I created but I never ever used yet called Bubba-Answers-Stuff.   Basically that blog I answer others peoples questions they get asked them.   One day I was browsing my feed and I saw someone answer an anon and, well, I personally felt I could answer it better.   That answer was mediocre at best, imo.   But, it was around the time I got the cancer remarks in my inbox so I just put it on the backburner.  Maybe I will start it up, why not right? Anyways, I quit twitter over the stupidity that was over there.   The stupidity outweighed the fun.  Tumblr is pretty fucking dumb, but not nearly as dumb as twitter was. I am not going to quit tumblr, not that any of you are worried or anything, if you are well… that is pretty sweet actually.  If you are not worried, well, that’s okay… I will just cross you off my Christmas card list, so fuck you.  I kid, I kid.  You are still on the list, fuck.   I am an asshole with a heart of gold.  Did I mention I am really sweet? So, yeah, I ain’t leaving tumblr.   You’re kinda stuck with me, at least for the time being. I just dislike when a distraction is no longer a fun distraction. I don’t know why shit bugs me but it does. Maybe it is me taking this way too seriously. Maybe I’m the fucking problem? Holy shit. I just had a fucking ephiphany, wow.  I am not bitching about you, I am bitching about myself? whoa, fuck.  Nah, am fine.  You are all good.  Cept the fucktard who used to send me rude anons, you can choke on a bag of dicks.    Maybe I just need a stiff drink.   I have pizza waiting for me when I get home, and a couch.   Seriously, I am going to get undressed and eat pizza on my couch in my underwear.    Soak that in, ladies.   I know, my nipples are hard at the thought also. Anywho, I am at my station.