#where'd my folder go?

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

~sigh~ I had a whole folder of designs I made for Zazzle.com, years ago. But it seems to have been deleted.

(I have no memory of deleting it, but it doesn't show up in any search on my computer)

So I go log on to my Zazzle account, and discover 2 things:

They no longer let me re-download my own designs to my own computer (which is how I was hoping to recover my favorite designs), and

They no longer offer women's t-shirt dresses, which I was wanting to buy for myself.

So anyway, I "Started a new project" and picked the design I was looking for when I discovered the whole folder was missing. And then, I did a screen-cap, and cropped it.

Here it is:

[atimeofyourlife]

A group thing?

written for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt: no upside down au | rated: t | wc: 944 | tags: no upside down au, pre-steddie, steve x corroded coffin Steve gets a job in a record store in Chicago, and a familiar group of guys come in looking for a place for their band to play. Who knows where it could go

Getting out of Hawkins was the best thing that had ever happened to Steve. The plan had been cemented between him and Robin when they started working at Family Video after the freak fire at Starcourt, the result of an electrical fault caused by the cut corners and corrupt construction. They were both going to work as many hours as possible at Family Video, so they could save up ready to move away after Robin graduated high school, with Steve planning to follow her to wherever she went to college.

The plan led them to Chicago, with Robin getting accepted to study linguistics at the University of Chicago. They found a small, relatively affordable two bed apartment, and did everything they could to make it theirs. While Robin worked on her degree, Steve found work at an independent record store. Even though it was still retail, he found it much better than working at Family Video and Scoops Ahoy had been. There was no uniform, the manager was pretty chill, and employees could choose anything from stock to play over the store's sound system. Steve did tend to play a lot of Queen when it was his turn to pick, but he was learning a lot about other genres from his coworkers' tastes in music.

But Steve's favorite part of the job was the live music. There was a small stage area that local bands could book and come in and play for free, in a chance to get more experience playing. Some of them weren't the best, but some of them were amazing. It was something that made it feel less like work. Some bands were pretty regular, and Steve was starting to form a real friendship with some of them.

"Hi, how can I help?" Steve asked as he came back to the counter from the stock room where he'd been processing a delivery with his coworker. There were a group of guys all waiting around, so he assumed that they were a band wanting to get a play spot. There was something familiar about them, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what.

"Er, hi. We've just moved to the area, and a buddy of ours told us you let bands play here for free." The guy at the front with long hair said, seeming to be the leader.

"Yeah, we do that. Just give me a moment." Steve ducked down to grab the folder from under the counter. "So the boss is the one who makes the final decisions on all the bands, so I'll just need to take your details, and she'll call you back to arrange everything. And I can give you the information sheet with everything you need to know."

The band took the sheet, and murmured a little amongst themselves.

"Okay, so if I can start with the band name?" Steve asked, pulling out a sign up sheet.

"Corroded Coffin." One of them replied.

Steve wrote it down, and tried to make conversation as he did. "You said you guys just moved here? Where'd you come from?"

"This shitty, small town in Indiana. You've probably never heard of it."

"Uh huh. And a phone number we can contact you on?"

The number got rattled off for Steve to note down.

"That sounds a lot like where I'm from. You wouldn't be from Hawkins, would you?"

"Yeah, we are."

"I thought you guys seemed familiar. We probably went to high school together." Steve said. "And your names?"

Each said their names as Steve wrote them down. The last one, who had seemed to be the leader, "Eddie Munson."

Steve looked down at the sheet, before looking up at Eddie. "You used to sell, right? At a picnic bench in the woods behind the school."

"You used to buy? Then do we get your name, big boy." Eddie asked, leaning on the counter.

"Steve. Harrington." Steve replied, watching hesitantly as they all seemed surprised.

"King Steve, what brings you to working in a place like this?"

"Trying to make rent. My parents cut me off after I graduated, and I'm pretty sure it would be a total disownment if they knew half the shit I got up to now. So me and my best friend moved up here after she graduated. She's in college and I'm making sure we can afford our shitty two bedroom apartment."

"Now I want to know what you get up to." One of the others said, Steve was pretty sure he'd said his name was Gareth.

"Let's just say I know what the bandanna in Munson's back pocket stands for." Steve winked as he said it, and couldn't help laughing as they all spluttered slightly. "I've got all the information I need, and I'll make sure to put in a good word with the boss for you."

Steve was working when Corroded Coffin were playing at the store for the first time. He was on hand to help them get set up and make sure everything went smoothly.

"I think that's everything, you guys can start playing when you're ready, and I'll let you know when your time is nearly up. Do you need anything else?"

"How about a kiss for good luck?" Eddie asked.

Steve smiled before pulling Eddie in by the shirt and kissing him deeply.

"Hey, what about the rest of us?" Gareth called from behind his drum kit.

Steve just shrugged, before going around and kissing each of them softly on the lips.

He made his way back behind the counter, looking forward to what could come between him and the band. Friendship, or maybe even something more.

[satelitis]

꒰ CAN'T GET RID OF ME THAT EASILY ꒱ . . . f reed !

pairing(s) : fulton reed x fem!portman!reader (romantic) , dean portman x sister! reader (platonic)

in which before the game against varsity, the portman siblings have a surprise up their sleeves.

requested : yes or no.

!! content warnings : fluff, yelling, swearing

robin chirps : erm so im out of my writing slump and ziggy and i nonstop talk about tmd and our boyfriends, so i decided to surprise her since she kinda got me out of my writing slumps and introduced me to my bf charlie and one of the most amazing movies of all time <3 ily zigma!! [@spaceagebachelormann]

"your'e playing hard, i'm proud of you guys." coach orion reassured as he patted russ on the shoulder.

"they're cheap shotting us to death!" luis groaned.

"i know they are, i know they are." orion sympathized.

"It's gonna take a miracle for us to hold on." averman replied. little did the ducks know that "miracle" would be a little more unexpected then they thought.

suddenly, the door burst open revealing a tall brunette with a bandana around his head. dean portman.

"dean portman is awarded a full athletic and academic scholarship to the eden hall academy," dean read off his maroon folder. "i found this lying around at home in chicago, my attorny thought i should sign it, and i agreed." he continued. "it's offical boys, im back!" he exclaimed as all the ducks cheered, especially fulton. his heart broke the day that his best friend dean, and the love of his life, y/n had to go back to chicago. he was ecstatic at the sudden appearance of his fellow bash brother. but if dean was here...then where was y/n?

"hey you ass, where'd you go?" a voice spoke in the doorway. fulton could recognize that voice from anywhere. y/n. the voice was further identified when she herself wandered into the room. fulton was beyond shocked, jovial and he felt that he might have a heart attack because of how much was happening. in no time at all, y/n was in fultons arms their lips interlocked.

"did you miss me?" y/n teased, as fulton rolled his eyes, kissing her once again. dean looked partially disgusted.

"what the hell. why didn't i get one?" dean joked, activly trying to piss y/n off. the girl gave her brother the bird as the ducks laughed and watched the cute reunion. russ and averman made jokes in the background and snickered.

"oh, fulton! i missed you so much mwah mwah mwah." averman said in a feminine high pitched voice, as he faked kissing noises. russ continued with the bit presumably as fulton.

"i missed you too, babe." he said also mimicking kissing sounds. the ducks snickered. fulton proceeded to threaten the two.

"will you shut the hell up before i give you pucks for teeth?" he said. averman and russ laughed, as they stopped the bit. fulton turned his attention back to y/n now answering her question. '

"of course i missed you, you were gone for like ever." he exaggerated. but that's what it felt like for the couple.

"the phone calls weren't the same." he frowned softly.

"yeah, 'specially WHEN DEANS BREATHING ON THE OTHER LINE." y/n raises her voice as she turns back to dean.

"why didn't you call me and tell me you were coming?" he asked her,

"cause this was way more fun." she replied, a goofy grin on their faces. "you can't get rid of me that easily." she said.

'i'd hate to intrude on your little love fest but we got a bunch of temperamental man children's asses to kick." russ chimed in.

the ducks all cheered as they made their way on the ice.

"is that dean portman?" the teenage announcer asked. the crowd was in unbelief, "oh and his sister, y/n! they're both back!" he exclaimed.

"who are those kids? they cant play!" tom exclaimed. "they're on scholarship tom, my hands are tied." dean buckley replied.

"so you're the big enforcer, huh? well its nice to meet you, see, we have a lot more in common then you think-" dean rambled.

"shut up." the warrior spat, "lets play hockey," he said.

"whatever you say sunshine," dean shrugged, the game continued as dean ended up making cole go through the glass, shattering it.

dean and fulton cheered as they banged their heads together. "the bash brothers are back and they're here to stay and so is "y/n "the firecracker" portman, as she scores goal one for the ducks!" the announcer called out and boy was fulton beyond happy with it.

[serawis]

:( where'd your eyebrows from the diff centuries go, I can't find them anymore. Also, would you ever plan on doing something like that again? I'm genuinely so in love with the concept.

They can be found in my unsupported cc folder on SFS here, but they should still work fine. And yes! I'm a huge history buff so I'm definitely planning to do more, but instead of uploading them all separately I'm going to make them into sets which takes a little more time but it's worth it.

[toririvas]

Part three! We're finishing the listen today. I feel it.

Lake trip, simple truth or dare. Angela has some sort of sun reliant power? Eh?

Back to Mary .. sticky note man? An animator? Neat! Agatha.

That siren made everyone too chill and Nick is paranoid about it until he can't be anymore. Alice is SO down bad.

She's lost in the woods, somewhere in South Cali and she's never gonna make it to LA-- lmao.

"I have you trapped here and you're gonna *talk*." They're so dysfunctionally cute. Nick is trying to lie his way out of Alice's brain. Gaslight gatekeep girlboss, king.

"You had to invent a whole new me to be attracted to me!" Nick you like her back oh my god. THEY'RE MAKING OUT IN THE WOODS. i fucking knew it.

"that kiss was for the /real/ you." AAAAUGH

Vince got jumped by Sasha ! Lmao.

Stella v Roy, this is maybe the funniest mid-fight dialogue. He's just a down home classic southern gentleman, I get it lmao. I knew that would end like that with fuckin what's her names pheromones in the air.

Back to school. Lmao, somebody glaciered (Michael). Alice is putting on the fucking moves.

Vince gets extra training, neat. Sparks close up, fire long range. Fun!

Ethics of being a hero. Fuuuun!

Finals prep. Okay, makes sense to have the week off. Can't imagine how poor Chad is coping. He must miss it. Nick has an eidetic memory question mark? Or just a very good one. That's pretty neat. Threat evaluation is solid stuff.

Roy v Stella again! They're buddies in battle! And Violet is there too, she weakens people iirc?

Chad is so weirdly eloquent. Like it's so ... He's so robotic. Poor thing. Feels wrong. Stop using big words, nerdass.

"What do we do?" "We could play DnD?" "Mm, n-" "Movies?" "DnD it is!" LMAOOO

Carnival time. Aw, Alice

WHO TAZED HERSCH AND MARY??

MICHAEL GOT GIVEN THAT FOLDER? AND THIS IS HIS REVENGE?

Sasha asked the question and Vince can't fuckin lie! Oh god!

They're reconvening. Who's this? Agatha. Okay, she's a good egg. Nice girl.

It was the coaches, or someone who looks like them. Huh !

"they took our fucking kids!" Goddddd!!!! Vince has a paladin instinct. Nick is trying to dip, Alice punched his glasses off. Fucking queen.

"I did what I had to!" Rip into him, Alice, kill him with WORDS!!

He's so paranoid. My god. Okay they wanted Mary, Herschel is collateral. I'm anticipating a Roy appearance soon solely because George called Hersch useless.

Nick is going to leave, or so he claims. Vince is walking into a fire- where'd transport take him, fucking Centralia?

HOW IS THIS GOING TO RESOLVE IN AN HOUR? HOW?

Okay. Nick is in, decidedly not an incompetent asshole by his own word. All of the people from The Company are named like those books. Insanity but very funny. Mr. Move, Ms. Tracker?

THEY GLOW!!! THEY G L O W YOUVE GOT WESKER EYES MY BOY!!!

"Roy isn't the only son of Titan!" That seems like an important guy.

IS THAT? A WHISKEY COVERED BULLET? YOU ABSOLUTE MADMAN NICK! SHIT! Alice has her friend leader moment, and oh yeah let's go heavy hitter! Paladin nova Vince goooo!

Mary got free, nabbed George, and Vince fucking drained him. Avatar style. Well, that was a hell of a battle. But who were the coaches working for? I figured there had to be a draw for sequels SOMEWHERE.

They don't have to take finals? Pog.

Mary and Alice together, Nick alone. And of course, Mrs. Daniels has decided Vince is her son now! I'm happy about it. Hersch gets another brother! Nice!

Persephone is working with some people trying to, I'm assuming, stop Powereds from infiltrating the ranks of Supers. And Vince's father- his biological one, obviously, - is one of them. Inchresting... I wonder who of the Big Five or whatever he is.

And that's a wrap! A full review will come later today.

[darling-gemini]

Thank you for the tag @ablatheringblatherskite !!

WIP Tag Game

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

The Arcana

The Gardens of Babylon

Dungeons and Dragons

Sitting in Silence

Lockwood & Co

sparks fly (whenever you smile)

Wednesday

hush little baby (don't say a word)

my ghost (where'd you go?)

murky waters

I am SO bad about keeping track of my writer mutuals I am so terribly sorry, but if you see this and you're a writer and you'd like to share you stuff, please consider yourself tagged!

[emailrulesposting]

Vent? below

I might be comfy sharing more later on. For now I guess I'll share things in a slightly coded manner.

Last night I had three dreams where someone who isnt't real (please stick with me) infiltrated my dream (GOD that one ellicited a vine boom sound effect) and "infiltrated"(???) it. It feels like something I wrote coming back to haunt me but it is based on something In My Brain considers important. Gross gross gross gross gross gross gross gross gross! Sorry had to get that had lol What am I even saying I totally see why people think my mind has been lost.

I planned to say it in a slightly humorous way this morning but procrastinated doing it on here. I'm not entirely sure what's going on wait what's the word count on this who am I again? Oh where'd that come from um? I'm not sure? I'll just... ignore... it? Yeah I will okay we're good I'm not sure how to figure out the word count I guess I could Google it on my PC. THE CHARACTER LIMIT IS WHAT NOW??? HOW MANY ZEROES? Holy shit we're probs about to be here for a little bit longer. It's actually crazy wait stream of thought is something so wild. Probably because of the way I think WHY ARE YOU HERE oh sorry about that! Interesting thats editable

Oh my God I could just post to text and make I'M THINKING CLOSER TO WORDS!!!!!!! THAT'S WHY IT'S EASIER TO WRITE!!! OMFG!!!! This is good information for the future. oh my god. The future. I'm not sure what that's going to be like... not based on what it's like here in the present.

Now I'm making email rules it's honestly so cathartic if you want to see the folder of emails let me know! Organication,,,,,,,,, if you want to see a screenshot lmk I'll have to take one! It's going to be sooo soo soooooooooooooooooo satisfying sorry I stopped holding my breath for a second there.

Wait why tf was I holding my breath? What was it helping? Why did it stop working? How did I know it did? What am i writing about again? Waiting Room by Phoebe Bridgers is playing I forgot how long I've been writing this post

Waiting room is still playing so it definitely hasn't been been long. A couple different songs have played. I guess it's really affecting me or it's just bc I'm high

Honestly I feel like I'm finger painting rn listening to caesar salad - demo by slimdan honestly feeling like that rn. Absurd indie song ass emotion.

Ive been in the wrong playlist for like 5 songs omfg I forget to keep changing it. It felt like the sun just tried to consume me a little bit also like it

Woahhhh the playlisy is already workign wow I'm influenced by music I need to listen to more high tempo music huh listening to HOT TO GO! by Chappel Roan en maybe I need to go back on my old Spotify to see whats there so I can remember what've felt to go. I know I used to spam.... I think going through that could be helpful.

Heey look at that in

I don't remember that thought. I remember deleting a song from the playlist. I remember configuring the email rules to fix the mistake

emaillistposting

Wait that's a perfect url. I'm worried corporations will make "xyz infulencers" for their companies as a marketing strat

[coping-via-clint-eastwood]

The Show Must Be Go - a post CSI 8x16 crack fic

(A/N: Dedicated to @addictedtostorytelling and @sidlesbitch for their advice and encouragement during my struggles when writing this and the If the CSI Characters Swore headcanon set. Okay, before we get any further, check out these posts

Yeah. That's what this fic is about. I picked out the most suitable song I knew, which would be The Show Must Be Go by Kevin MacLeod

Weeeeeee are just going to ignore timings and pretend that this song existed in 2008. This is a really short crack fic just for good feels.)

Grissom knew that his boys tended to play and fool around during slow nights, but he had never fathomed that their goofing around could take on this level of insanity.

He was walking along the hallway, flipping through the case folder of the Anabelle Fundt case, or the rubber chicken case as David had so aptly named it, when he heard the squawking of rubber chickens coming from the break room. His head jerked up. For one thing, they had just solved the case, and for another, the squawking came from multiple chickens, whilst they had only found one throughout the duration of the case.

He snapped the folder shut and quickened his pace, making a beeline for the break room. He slid his heels to a stop and put his hand on the doorframe when he reached his destination. The most conspicuous eye-catcher was the PVC pipe ramp fit for the bowling ball on the floor.  Nick had a hand on that ball, and was kneeling on the floor along Warrick and Greg.  To top it all off, there was a row of rubber chickens in between them.  On the table, there was an opened laptop which was facing the three boys. Catherine and Sara were sitting on the couch, watching them over the rims of their coffee mugs.

Grissom slowly took off his glasses. "What the fuck...?" He stared in bewilderment and disbelief, his eyebrows frowned and his mouth gaping.

"Hey Gil!" Sara greeted perkily, raising her mug in his direction; she responded first because she was the most perceptive to his voice.  Catherine gave him a lazy wave.  The three on the floor gave him variations of a distracted 'hey Grissom'.  Sara could see how distressed her husband was and waved him over.

He gladly strode over to her.  "What the hell are you doing?  And where'd you even get those things from???"  he asked as he walked.  He sat down in between the two ladies, snuggling right up to Sara, who put her arm around his neck and bent it up so that she could play with his hair. From Grissom's new vantage point, he could see that the laptop's screen was showing a YouTube video that had been paused.

The rest of them left Sara to explain the situation to Gil. "They went out and bought all this. They did clock out first.  They're arranging the chickens so that when the ball is rolled over them, they'll imitate a part of that song."  At the last part, Sara pointed to the laptop.  In the meantime, Greg, Nick and Warrick went on arranging the chickens.

Gil raised an eyebrow.  "And what song would that be?"

Nick, who was the closest to the computer, replied, "The Show Must Be Go by Kevin MacLeod."  He scrolled to the start of the video and pressed the space bar to allow Grissom to sample the song.

Gil's eyebrow fell, then both his eyebrows flinched upwards just a little bit, and that was immediately followed by his head cocking to the right slightly and twitching.  "I admire your dedication to this stupidity," he said genuinely, leaning back into Sara fully and relaxing.

Sara and Catherine laughed.  As for the boys, they were grinning brightly.  "Thank you," was the general response from the three of them.

"So, we're just doing the sounds for the trumpet at this part, up until the point before it starts to die down, since that links to when the music picks up," Nick explained, scrolling to when the trumpet first joined in and pressing 'play'.

"We've already got the first half, so we just need to repeat that," Warrick added.  Gil nodded in acknowledgment.

So the three of them laid out another set of rubber chickens in the exact same arrangement as the first set.  "Alright!  I think we're ready!" Greg declared, standing up.

"Yeah?" Nick smiled, standing up as well and putting the ball at the top of the ramp.

"Yeah.  Let it go, dude," Warrick said with a slight laugh, waving his hand down the path the ball would roll.

"Okay," Nick grinned.  He removed his hands from the bowling ball.

It rolled down the make-shift ramp, and over the rubber chickens.  As had been hoped for, the imitation of the sounds of the hopeless trumpet sounded.  All six people burst out in laughter, each one letting it through in different ways. Warrick fell back a little and needed to put his hands behind himself to prevent himself from falling. Nick and Greg let out whooping laughs of celebration and heartily hi-fived each other, their hands high in the air and sounding a loud slap. Catherine laughed and choked on her drink the way she had when Gil told her he had missed her tush. Sara was looking at Gil, seeking the reaction of the one she loved the most. The said lover had buried his face in her shoulder to hide his laughter, but she could feel his stupid smile.  She used her arm around his shoulders to pull him closer, leant her head down and smooched the top of his head.  She felt his smile drop, his body stiffen and his face heat up; he still got flustered when she gave him unexpected kisses.  It made her chuckle.

"You know..." Nick mused, "we still have more chickens.  We can make this pattern at least twice more."

"Oh.  No," Catherine snickered.

"I say let's do it!"  Warrick chimed in, standing up so that he could stretch before another session of kneeling and stooping.

"Yeah, why not?" Greg said cheerily.  He and Nick took Warrick's place on the floor.

Grissom and Sara looked at each other, fondly annoyed smiles on their faces.  Their children were idiots, and they loved them very much.

[lovemesomesurveys]

10,000 Questions part 4 created by tater-tots

Would you rather have macaroni salad or potato salad as a side dish? Macaroni salad.

How many pairs of winter gloves do you own? A few.

Which type of deli meat do you prefer? Turkey or bologna.

Where'd you go the last time that you took an Uber? It was during our Disney trip a couple years ago.

How many pounds can you lift on your own? I don't have the good upper body strength I used to have, so not very much. :/

Which foods do you typically pair with peanut butter? Chocolate, jelly, bananas.

Whenever you print something, is it typically in color or black and white? Probably black and white. It's been quite awhile since I've printed anything.

What would you put into your own homemade trail mix? Peanuts, cashews, m&ms, maybe some Chex.

Do you know anyone with two different colored irises? Possibly.

Can you reach the top shelves in your home, or is it a struggle? It's a struggle, so I either ask someone or use my grabber thingy.

Do you prefer to use headphones or earbuds? Wireless earbuds.

Do you own any complete television series on DVD? Which ones? Yes, I Love Lucy and The Dick Van Dyke Show.

Which sneaker do you typically put on first? I think the left.

What can you see when you glance out the closest window? A tree slightly blowing in the breeze and the top of my neighbor's fence and roof.

Have you ever participated in any sort of a protest? What was it about? No.

What was the last thing to make you laugh until you cried? I haven't laughed like that in a very long time.

Toilet paper - are you a folder or a scruncher? Folder.

If you could own your own business, what would you sell? I wouldn't want to own my business and I don't make or do anything I could sell.

What's your favorite flavor potato chip? Andy Capp's Cheddar Fries chips.

What is one vegetable that you will never eat? Asparagus.

Do you like nuts in your chocolate? I like certain ones like peanut M&Ms and Mr. Goodbar.

Who pinched your butt last? No one.

What's your favorite way to eat an egg? Sunny-side, over-easy, and deviled.

What's your favorite type of seafood, if any? None.

Have you ever found a hair or a bug in your food? Gahhhh, yes.

If you had the money to do so, which room of your home would you renovate next? Mine.

Do you have a garage? If so, what's in it? Yeah. It's our storage and where we do the laundry.

Would you rather play field hockey or ice hockey, and why? Neither.

Have you ever ridden a mechanical bull? Nope.

Do you personally know anyone who is currently incarcerated? Yes.

Have you ever had your glasses broken before? How? Yeah, I think I ran them over.

If you have contacts, did you ever have a fear of accidentally poking yourself in the eye? I have no interest in contacts, just the idea of putting them in freaks me out.

Do you have a favorite bird? No.

Who is your favorite superhero? Basically all the Marvel ones.

When's the last time you sharted yourrself? You ask some very tmi questions dude like why does anyone care to know when someone did that. Ew.

How many of your family member live out of state or in a different country? Just a few.

Who does the yardwork at your home? My dad.

How often can you not fall back asleep when you're woken up in the middle of the night? My sleep has been messed up for a long time.

Were you someone who used to enjoy purchasing school supplies? Yesss.

What is one of your favorite childhood memories? Playing Barbies all day.

What is something you wish you had insurance on? Hmm.

How often do you read a book? (for pleasure) All the time. I go through books pretty fast and then start another.

Have you ever been skiing before? No.

Would you rather visit a museum or a gallery, and why? Museum. I really enjoy historical type museums.

Have you ever skipped school? I did sometimes in college.

Did you attend many sleepovers as a child? I only had sleepovers with my cousins cause that's what I felt comfortable with.

Who's the last person you got a card for? What was the occasion? My brother's birthday.

Have you ever said Said...?

When's the last time you made a s'more? It's been years.

Do you remember to use bug spray in the summertime? Can't forget because of all the damn flies, gnats, and mosquitos.

Do you have any college loans to still pay off? No.

Do you believe in celebrating Your questions are missing parts for some reason.

If you had to teach a class, what would it be about? I wouldn't.

Do you like to go ice skating during the winter? I don't go ice skating.

What is your opinion on sex before marriage? Do what you want that works for you.

Are you typically the heartbreaker or the heartbreakee? Heartbreak-ee.

Would you rather read Twilight or Harry Potter? I actually read all the Twilight books and none of the Harry Potter books. :X I've only seen all the Harry Potter movies.

What is something you're curious about but never have the courage to ask? *shrug* I just Google everything.

What could you confidently give at least a 5-minute speech about? It didn't matter how well I knew the topic, giving speeches and presentations always made me a complete nervous wreck.

Would you rather write on a chalkboard or a whiteboard? Whiteboard.

What's the last concert you attended? Green Day back in 2009.

What was the last compliment you received? What was it? From who? I don't even remember.

Is there anyone out there who you truly hate? No one I know.

Do you know of any cats who like to play fetch? No.

When's the last time you had a bloody nose? Never.

Can you walk on stilts? Well, no.

Can you successfully complete any yo-yo tricks? Nope. I had a hard time just getting it to go up and down lol.

How much of your day is spent listening to music? I hardly ever listen to music anymore and this has been going on now for over a year, it's so weird. I only ever listen to it when in the car, which isn't that often.

Would you enjoy going deep sea diving? Nooooooo. That just sounds terrifying.

How good are you at memory match games? I haven't played a game like that in a long time.

Do you like rollercoasters? I only do Big Thunder Mountain Railroad and the Car's rollercoaster at Disneyland.

What electronic would you personally be able to survive without? I'd get rid of the TV cause I'd just watch stuff on my laptop or phone if I had to.

Approximately how many books do you own? I'm not even going to attempt to count.

What's the longest the power has gone out in your town? Just a few hours, fortunately.

Have you ever had your wisdom teeth removed? Yes.

What's the last thing you complained about? My headache earlier.

Can you do a cartwheel? No.

Do you have a favorite day of the week? They all just blend basically for me.

How long has it been since you wore a friendship bracelet? It's been several years.

Would you rather do mini-golf, laser tag, or midnight bowling? I guess midnight bowling.

Do you prefer bunnies with straight ears or lop ears? I don't have a preference. Not even something I've even thought about.

Are you a superstitious person? I try not to be, but admittedly I sometimes don't want to say certain things cause I don't want to jinx it or whatever and say "knock on wood" out of like habit.

What's the last thing that someone else had to help you carry? Packages.

Are you ticklish? Just my neck.

Have you ever had to evacuate your home due to natural disaster? No.

Do you snore a lot when you sleep? I don't think I snore, but I don't know.

Does going to any type of doctor appointment give you anxiety? Yes. Any appointment does. I'm just an anxious person.

Do you typically wear belts with your pants? I never wear a belt.

Have one of your parents ever accidentally left you in a store before? No.

If you were able to know when you were going to die, would you want to know ahead of time? Absolutely not.

When did you start your first period? I was 13.

Do you prefer pants with buttons or snaps? I only wear leggings now to be honest, but the jeans I would wear have a zipper and a button.

Is it okay to color outside the lines? Do what you want.

What's your favorite number? 8.

Have you ever ridden a unicycle? No.

Briefly describe your last encounter with a Karen. I don't deal with customers, but I hear enough horror stories from my mom who works at Walgreens. The audacity and just how completely shameless and downright rude people can be is baffling.

How much do you tip your waiter/waitress? At least 15%, sometimes more. I'm pretty generous with my DoorDash deliverers.

What was your worst subject in school? Always math.

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Sans. Babe. Skelesweetie. Where'd my "me time" folder go? e__e

fuck that folder.