feelin' hella good. 1.14.05
stolen from schnapp.
in college, i walked up to mike dougherty and his then-girl amy-- the little blonde in art school, used to get drunk and then emotional and then bawl her eyes out all the time-- and went into a rant, as i often did. these rants were not political at all. mostly they were acting pieces where i would talk about how much i loved all the people around me. i thought they sounded tedious but people would love it when i went off. we were in st louis so it could have been boredom.
this time around, i got the kids talking about how i was walking around and spreading cheer throughout the party. so i declared myself cheer bear, to which they replied, "isn't there already a cheer bear?" so i told them i wanted a vodka bottle tattooed on my chest and some plush fur and they could call me party bear.
according to the quiz, i was wrong:
Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?
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p.s. thanks to nathan and j-fies for the late night drunk dial.