The Chameleon That I Am

Going on with more of my 100th post answerfest…

• Rob asked:

Why do you hate me?

Well Rob, I don’t know you… so yeah. Kind of hard for me to hate someone I don’t know.

• Jillian asked:

What are some of the comical differences in tastes you and the H deal with on a regular basis?

Girl, there are way too many comical differences in taste between he and I. For starters, he is strange and I am not. LOL. If I take a truthful look at things, I would have to say that everything about us is different. For example, he loves to listen to talk radio. Talk radio. Radio, where people talk… endlessly. I frankly have no desire to listen to yacking after being at work having rich people yack in my face about how important their non-important packages are. He also loves to listen to strange music. And don’t get me wrong… I love ALL kinds of music… However, when its midnight, and I’m about to fall asleep as I am driving home, I don’t want to listen to the smooth sounds of the jungle. He however likes that. So now you know if I ever am absent and come back telling you all we were in a wreck at 2 am, it was because I fell asleep behind the wheel listening to jungle sounds.

• Fragile Heart asked:

(Not trying to be dirty, I honestly want to know) Do you prefer thongs or boyshorts or granny (traditional) panties?

I am not a thong kind of girl… it just doesnt work for me as much as I bend and move at work, so I wear lowcut boyshorts. They are so compfy and I don’t spend my days showing off my panty design to everyone behind me, nor do they get to be traumatized by my ass crack when they least expect it.

• Mimi asked:

Do you think everything happens for a reason?

I do indeed.

• Liz asked:

The pictures on the top of your blog; are they all of you???
The last one too?

Yes, they are, lol. Even the last one.

I had more answered but a storm came through, knocked out my power so they will have to wait until the next post.