Just Like a Gypsy.

"Nadal hits balls around the court...just like a gypsy." -This was taken from my darling friend's Facebook status. I love him dearly and though I have no idea who Nadal is, I still laughed my ass off when I read this.

So, this title has me thinking of dumb bitches and whores, basically my favorite burn topic in the whole wide world. Because let's face it, dumb bitches are a world epidemic threatening to end life on this glorious planet...forever. Maybe we should all migrate to Mars to save ourselves from their stupid skanky selves.

But alas, despite my unconquerable love to ream on this creature who, though mostly multicellular in nature, lacks even the most basic cerebral structure, I have decided to talk about the ridiculous escapades that get us all through our boring ass weeks.

I like to have fun (gasp!). I know, I'm cynical, I hate people, and I fear socialization more than an albino does the sun, but even I enjoy being ridiculously stupid and acting like a five year old kid with an empty fridge box filled with packing peanuts. Living in hicksville, my family and I have quite a great lot of experience finding ways to have fun with nothing. For instance, yesterday my sisters and I went to the store and boght foam swords. As soon as dusk fell, we donned black clothing, pairs of goggles I took home from chem lab, my dad's cave lights, and our foam swords to prepare for a ninja-style battle under the inky shroud of night on our front yard. Holy hell was it fun.We literally just ran around the front yard shrieking in laughter and smacking each other with the swords (I by the way absolutely SUCK at sword play). God it was so much fun. I laughed so hard my abs still hurt. My boyfriend is the same way, the dumbest things will amuse him. One time he went over to his friend's house and they decided to pseudo-LARP with pool noodles. WTF??

Try awesome.

And only today did my sister, boyfriend and I try to "use the force" with our foam swords against the bullets flying out of a nerf gun. Hahahaha...I asked my boyfriend if he wanted a mask and he replied "Spartans don't need armor" (he goes to MSU) and what happens? First shot my sister absolutely nails him in the forehead. Right between the eyes. Damn it was beautiful. Funny as hell too. She is such a sharpshooter (jealous). So is my boyfriend. Ugh, fuck my clumsiness. Mostly I run around screaming and dodging bullets, arrows and well swung swords. I need to invest in a body shield. Either that or ninja lessons. Because my ass is getting handed to me.

Anyways, point of my story is, the most fun I've ever had and the greatest memories I've ever made have been the result of just putzing around and acting like a dumb ass with my sisters/friends. Funny how that works eh? Of course, this is coming from the girl who dances to the sample music at WalMart, strung a rope across several trees to attempt making a zipline in her backyard, who was so depraved of video games as a kid that she played with the bubbles in a liter of pop as a substitute (complicated game, totally stupid, and yes, again, totally stooopid) and who raced down her two flights of stairs in a laundry basket.

I know, epic.