hahahhahahahahahahaha No. Not even close. I've always thought I wanted kids but lately I don't know. I might be too selfish of a person honestly. I like not having to answer to anyone. If I want to go do something at the last minute after work I like to just be able to do it. And I want to watch what I want to watch, listen to what I want to listen to, etc. But I'm sure I'll change my mind eventually.
I don't know what any of this is I'm sorry. Well I've heard of the band Sherwood. But I don't know what their keyboardist looks like and I don't know who Andy Dick is.
My literal first concert was *NSYNC when I was a youngling. The first concert that I personally made the choice to go to was Chiodos at a tiny venue even further outside of Chicago than I am. Side note: this band from Michigan called Your Best Friend played. Their flame was small and burned out quick, but I honestly recommend that people still check them out because they had some great tunes (one of the guys went on to become American Opera, which may be a little more familiar of a name). I'm combining answers to the next 2 questions, and I'm going to say that if I had a travel time machine I would go back in time a couple weeks to Melbourne so I could attend Paramore & Bleachers with you. So Paramore! Or Lorde. Or Radiohead. I can't imagine picking anyone else other than blink-182 themselves to see with @JediMasterKevo182. Ideally Taking Back Sunday and Hawthorne Heights would be opening. For @Kingjohn_654 I'd have to say the Movielife because I love watching people watch their favorite bands. Now I'm going to give the time machine one a different answer. I think I'd want to go forward in time to the first civilized space colony (like not some outpost on Mars with 30 people, but a whole city on a different planet or something). Anyway, I'm guessing everything will have gone to shit, so I probably won't want to stay. Plus I have enough trouble adjusting to technology as is. I'd want to come back. Hmm good question. I still don't fully consider myself an adult. It depends on the situation really, but I think about between graduating college and turning 23 is when I thought like ok I can actually say I'm an adult now, even if I don't want to.
I had to drive home from work and go to the gym and eat dinner and watch TV. Now I'm supposed to be studying so I'm ready to be distracted again.
I'd rather not say. My lie will be that I was watching Veep, because I am in the midst of watching that and it's primo television. The truth is that I'm currently rewatching Glee as well and so I was watching that and even though the show became trash very quickly after season 2, I still love it anyway. Uh I hope not.. yikes who knows though right? It's possible the neighbor across my back yard was doing some peepin'.
@mattfreaksmeout I don't think I've interacted with you a lot of on here? how are you and how's being 23, I'm turning 23 in a month and not happy about it lol.
That first question is quite hard. I tend to live in the moment with football and not reminisce on the past so much. I also struggle to remember what I watched in full and what was just highlights. Anyway, that being said: Chelsea 0 Newcastle 3 (The one where Cisse scored a goal which broke physics) Newcastle 4 Arsenal 4 (Tioté's celebration was one of the most honest outpourings of joy I've ever seen) Germany destroying Brazil, in Brazil. Watched in person is a bit easier. One of the first games I ever went to was shortly after Bobby Robson arrived at Newcastle. We pulverised Sheffield Wednesday 8-0. Conversely, I've seen some fun games at Hillsborough too. Saw Wednesday give Charlton a 4-0 spanking and I also saw them play a cup a game which finished with a penalty shootout so long that some players took two. I've also had the fun of going to the Camp Nou and watching Barcelona push Apoel Nicosea (spelling is probably all over the place) aside. Not an amazing game, but what a ground. Ha. Long gone. After our last rendezvous, she started acting very strange and then quietly blocked me on anything she could. I only noticed it by accident, but once I'd noticed it on one platform I checked elsewhere and she'd been pretty damn thorough. She did something similar once before (not to this extent) and I convinced her it was unnecessary, but I just don't see the point this time. If she needs to blot out my existence to break the cycle, then so be it. Be great fun when we inevitably bump into each other in person...
I used to quite enjoy writing up the solutions to Partial Differential Equations. You can get some very pretty patterns out of the ones which carry chaotic behaviour. I really like Ticket To Ride. I quite enjoy word play based games. I've sat doing a book of crosswords with a partner and that's surprisingly enjoyable. If we're talking more computer based games, I'm all about the logic. What's the difference between a cat and a comma? . . . One is a pause at the end of a clause and the other has claws at the end of its paws. She was someone I met nearly a year ago (maybe April?). We dated for a few months into the summer, but eventually it was clear we wouldn't be a couple. It's been complicated ever since. Sometimes we get along, sometimes she hates me. When we get along, she likes to be in my bed. You get the picture. You'll have to ask me that one again later in the day. I shall answer pictorially and right now I cannot satisfy that.
That Cisse goal is often revisited on YouTube. What an absurd hit. I loved my visit to the Camp Nou as well. It was the 94’ winner over Celtic (just before that game at Celtic Park a few weeks later).