First of all, this:
You are an Innocent Uke!
Cute and sweet, and most gentle of all uke, whips and chains are not for you - you just want someone to love you. You are often spotted in candy shops wearing furry kitty ears, where you are sure to be noticed by the Romantic Seme, whose protective instincts will kick in and will only want to take you home and love and protect you. And you, of course, will be more than happy to spend the rest of your life baking cookies for your seme.
Most compatible with: Romantic Seme
Least compatible with: Sadistic Seme, Don't Fuck With Me Seme
What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at SemeUke.com, or find merchandise here.
I have no idea what a uke or a seme is... But I am a slave of teh quizzes.
I just spent the last couple of hours with my boyfriend's aunt. She called our apartment at around midnight last night saying that her soon-to-be-ex husband just tried to break into her house. I was much too asleep to fully understand what was going on... and it's difficult to talk on the phone with her because of the language barrier (we need hand motions!)... So I called her today and ended up going over there to talk to her. She's such a sweet woman and definately does not deserve what is happening to her right now. See, last night the boyfriend and his friend and his soon-to-be-ex uncle went out to a bar. Uncle got drunk and tried to break in. Next time, police will be called. Alcohol makes people so stupid. My boyfriend's aunt says he's nuts even without beer, but it certainly doesn't make anyone any better.
I'm going to bring the cat to the nursing home again today. Apparently Mary (the lady whom I visit when I have the cat) has been feeling down lately. This time I will bring a book or my crochet. Nothing against Mary, but we just sit in her room while she watches tv... I feel so idle. *shudders* And I can't leave because Mary isn't very mobile, so if the cat runs off or gets into something, there's nothing she can do. So we chill.
The weather has finally been decent! I didn't even have to scrape ice off my car this morning! Wee! And yesterday I went for a walk with Vaca. She peed on me. Jerk. I took her to work and showed her to my boss. He wasn't thrilled. XD Vaca traveled well, at least. I tried to take Chiquita (the friendly one AND the little smart-ass who learned how to open the cage) but she wouldn't stay put and heaven knows I'd hate for something to happen to her.
Did I write about the rats' great escape?? Well, on Easter Sunday, Javier, his little brother and I went to see Horton Hears a Who (I love JoJo ^^) When we got back, we opened the door, and guess who came running to greet us. Chiquita. She seemed so excited, like she was saying, "Look what I did, mom!" Then Domino was on the counter, ripping a hole in my cereal bag, of course. Pollo was under my pillow, Vaca was under the bed, and I ended up catching Una under the rat cage (and she squealed bloody murder for some reason). I went to sleep, but I heard Chiquita shaking the door to the cage. Then my boyfriend woke me up at midnight to tell me that he watched how Chiquita escaped. He seemed almost proud... Still not worth waking me up at MIDNIGHT, but I lived. We ended up putting a lock on the top door (she hasn't figured out the bottom one. Muwahahaha).
Well, I'm going to enjoy my brief period of freedom. Ta.
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