Not So Realistic Fake Apple

What you learn living in the middle of nowhere with a dysfunctional family and crazy friends.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Yes, I Am A Woman

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There is one thing I find really absurd. Well, actually, I find lots of things absurd, but this is one of the things I feel like ranting abo...
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Thursday, September 19, 2013

More Accepted?

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This is just something that has been bothering me lately. Everyone is always telling me that being a gay chick is more accepted than being a...
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Saturday, August 31, 2013

Transportation

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So in the past year that I've lived on my own, my transportation has evolved quite a lot. One year ago, when I started out, I had a sco...
Wednesday, August 14, 2013

No Plans

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I, unlike most people, don't hate Mondays. This may be attributed more to the fact that Monday acts as a Saturday in terms of the rest o...
Friday, May 10, 2013

The Sexy Scientist

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Who doesn't love a good sexy scientist character? Even straight chicks can't deny the awesomeness of a well written sexy scientist t...
Thursday, May 2, 2013

An Amazingly Comfortable Shirt

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I have a shirt that is so endlessly comfortable, it beats out the feeling of new socks ten fold. And no matter how many times I wear it, it ...
Sunday, April 28, 2013

Laughable

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For years, my best friend has been laughing at my family when they argue. I've always found humor in my family's arguments, but I ne...
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McClellan
Has had an interesting life. Her sophomore year of high school she discovered a doorway to Narnia in the back of her parents closet. She spent several months interning as a dwarf in the Queen of Narnia's army. From there she traveled to the world of fables and fairy tales. It is there that she married a parson and ran with eggs. After returning to her hometown for a short time, she took a trip to wonderland, where she was turned into a chess piece and forced to work in the Red Queen's army. She escaped to Oz by leaping over a rainbow in the back of a beaten up and barely functioning pick-up truck. She took up refuge in the Emerald City where she earned money as a musician. Growing tired of the color green she infiltrated the Wicked Witch of the West's legion of flying monkeys. She learned the art of pretending to fly then began her journey home. Her journey was intercepted by a hoard of fairy tale characters who were angry about her running with eggs. The evil queen from Snow White turned her into a sheep. In order to avoid being a snack for a wolf she mastered the art of WWE wrestling. She now resides under the name of Crusher in The Boy Who Cried Wolf.
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