huh? tag? what?

apparently i’ve been tagged by this girl i know and now i have come up with seven random things about myself.

(NOTE TO SELF: insert tag rules here later when you can remember them).

Here are the seven things about myself: 

1. i’m hungry (thanks to being a vegan for five days straight).

2. i have a real-life phobia of people touching my ears (and no, i don’t have my ears pierced)

3. i hate cats (im allergic, so my hatred is legit)

4. i fantasize about working for Time Magazine and once my then-boyfriend, a baker, made me a Time Magazine cake for my birthday. we broke up anyway.

5. im pretty tight with the current governor of South Dakota. and by tight, i mean he would totally know my name if he saw me and i said ‘hi, im crystal.’ totally.

6. im still hungry.

7. i think i’ll probably die and leave my college debt to my children (assuming i have some), because it’s more money than i’ll make in my lifetime. true story.

ha! now YOU’RE IT! go on. spread the fun little play-ground game amongst yourselves. but no tag-backs.

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who’s vegan?

I drove to my mom’s house tonight. and i got here and dropped my stuff off at the door said HI!. and then — for the next FOUR hours, i forgot that i was a vegan. because to my mom and my little sister and my bff I’m not “a vegan.” they just think of me as “crystal.” their daughter, their sister or their bff. a WHOLE person.

and YES there’s a PART of me that’s vegan (at least for the last five days). but there’s SO MANY other parts. like the part of me that’s a journalist. and the part of me that wears pajama pants to the grocery store and the part of me that loves Johnny Depp and the part of me that supports (candidate x). and the part of me that hates snow.

and it was nice. because even though i was hungry (because im vegan), i wasn’t spending EVERY SECOND fantasizing about cheese. i was just talking with my mom and my sister and bff about life. my WHOLE life.  

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who’s vegan?

I drove to my mom’s house tonight. and i got here and dropped my stuff off at the door said HI!. and then — for the next FOUR hours, i forgot that i was a vegan. because to my mom and my little sister and my bff I’m not “a vegan.” they just think of me as “crystal.” their daughter, their sister or their bff. a WHOLE person.

and YES there’s a PART of me that’s vegan (at least for the last five days). but there’s SO MANY other parts. like the part of me that’s a journalist. and the part of me that wears pajama pants to the grocery store and the part of me that loves Johnny Depp and the part of me that supports (candidate x). and the part of me that hates snow.

and it was nice. because even though i was hungry (because im vegan), i wasn’t spending EVERY SECOND fantasizing about cheese. i was just talking with my mom and my sister and bff about life. my WHOLE life.  

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