IsabellaRose

intoxicating beverage

Was it invented in 603 by Witteric, King of the Visigoths?

Guilty. I sometimes stop and think about it. I'm probably older than a lot of the people here. When I was little, the phone was mounted to the wall in the kitchen and there was a curly cord that connected the part you talked into so you could only go so far from the base. VHS tapes were barely a thing and Blockbuster was how you watched movies. Music was on the radio and you recorded it onto cassette tapes on your boom box. If you were lucky enough to have access to a decent stereo, you'd make mix tapes and give them to your friends or your crush to share your favorite music. You could listen on your Walkman, and if you were really cool you had the yellow Sony model with two headphone jacks so you could share tunes with a friend. The next person thinks I'm really old.

Not guilty. The next person woke up to 3 people sleeping in their living room!

that smell!

Guilty. The next person enjoys spam.

Do we need to make it up to the French?

forest fire

Guilty and I blame it all on my girlfriend. I've never watched reality tv until she moved in, and now I watch American's Got Talent and I am annoyed. The next person doesn't watch the news and is fine with that.

Not guilty. I just look at whatever I see nearby or on one of my other screens and ask about that. The next person has a favorite movie they rewatch regularly.

Not guilty. The next person doesn't like claymation.

Guilty, obviously. People pick on my old, beat up, uninsulated water bottle, but it's better than all those silly tanks people carry around to keep a gallon of water practically frozen. The next person has a workout regimen.

Doesn't that seem like a bit too much?

Guilty. I built a little reading nook under the window in my office upstairs. Comfy cushions, gauzy curtains, and soft little string lights around the whole thing. It's my comfy/safe spot. I feel like a princess in her castle when I'm in there. The next person has an unfulfilled fantasy they're hung up on trying to fulfill.

What will you do for me?

Not guilty. I'm a pinch and dash make it up as I go cook. I can usually turn a "there's nothing to eat" fridge into a pretty decent meal. The next person eats too much fast food.

Would you want me to?

Happily guilty! It was amazing! I've only ever seen it once before, in my teens, laying on the grass near the lake with two friends at two in the morning. The next person needs a hug.

Guilty. And I feel guilty about it, now. It felt good at the moment, but... now I just feel like I made myself as bad as the person who wronged my loved one. The next person still wants to take revenge on someone but hasn't yet.

mind control

Guilty. Fucking eggplant. I hated it until I tried it at this little Italian place locally. Whatever they did to it, covered in their marinara sauce with cheese on bread... mmm... it was delicious. The next person has been tied up.

would you want me to be gentle?

Guilty. I finally finished the Wheel of Time series. Then next person has a type of food that they simply cannot stand.

Not guilty. The dark is my ally, my friend, the place I feel most comfortable. I probably should have been goth. The next person has wet themselves in public.

What if you look under the bed and find me?