My name is shandi. I love lomography and chocolate milk. I write. I paint. I read. I like girls. I am terrible at opening envelopes.
I like awkward things and people. If I like you, I'll tell you. People think it's cute. I'm just clumbsy with all that lingual foreplay.
The world seems to be throwing me down lately whenever I've put myself out there and gone for something I want.
Maybe it's a sign to stop... or maybe it's a test to see if I can keep going.
Today, I put in my SG application. Let the anxious waiting begin...
Funny story... my girl and I were having some sexy time. Things got rough. When we calmed down... and she went down, she stopped suddenly. I hear her say, "uh oh!" When I ask her what, she tells me that the top of my microdermal is missing. I look down and sure enough, it is. We spent the next five minutes slowly checking the sheets until I found it under my back. It took another five minutes to skrew it in between my bursts of laughter.
That was last Saturday. Now it came off again. And I can't find it... UH OH
vegetarian fajitas= success! I think I'm getting better at this whole cooking thing
My very conservative grandma just told me that she knows I'm gay. She said that even though she doesn't believe it's right, she's okay with it if I'm happy.
I feel unbelievably free.
