The person below me!

[CellarDweller]

I don't drink coffee at all.

TPBM prefers cranberry juice to orange juice.

[Cridders88]

Yeah, love cranberry juice. Can take or leave orange juice. I much prefer apple over orange.

TPBM is left handed.

[CellarDweller]

Nope, I'm a righty


TPBM has stayed up too late today.

[Cridders88]

I do far too often. I often sacrifice sleep for more free time :/

TPBM is happy right now.

[CellarDweller]

I wouldn't say happy, but not unhappy. Perhaps indifferent?


TPBM wants to win a lottery

[BlueStar]

I used to buy lottery cards a lot as a teen. A few times won what was worth 25 extra cards. I wouldn't say no to winning lottery now, but I don't play anymore.

TPBM bought a pair of expensive sunglasses

[CellarDweller]

Nope, I always lose or break them.

TPBM is tired of this week already

[Cridders88]

It seems to be dragging, and it's only Wednesday. So I feel you.

TPBM prefers Metal to EDM.

[BlueStar]

50-50! I prefer EDM when playing my sets, but I barely prefer it over metal or classic rock which I would listen to randomly at times when I need to be alone.

TPBM tripped and fell once in a crowd and found it funny

[Insertnamehere]

Oh yes, a few times. The most histrionic I've been was circa 2007 (those were uni years, what a time) when I was heading to the bus stop at Libertad with 15 Norte, in Viña del Mar (well, Benidorm has been the name of the street for more than 20 years but no one has ever stopped calling it 15 Norte, especially when every parallel street from 1 to 14 Norte retains the name). I looked back and saw that a 215 line bus, which I needed to hop on to go to my grandparents house in Playa Ancha, was just about to reach me, so I picked up the pace and started counting change for the trip but, while looking at my coinage I tripped on a loose tile. Instead of falling to the ground right there I stumbled for a good half a block until I finally fell flat on the ground and my change scattered. All this time, all the people around me were staring right at me. A (maybe) 80-years old lady came to me and asked me If I needed help, with a very concern look in her face. I just laughed it off, said no thanks, picked up my change and would you look at that, I managed to get to the bus stop and catch the bus anyway. My hands and knees were a bit bruised and bloody though.

I will never forget that elderly woman. I often wonder how hard I fell that an old lady thought I needed her help. What a blast. Bless her, she was so nice.


TPBM has run in to their massive crush and they said hi, smiling, which caused you to completely malfunction and go all the way to the fifth floor of a building when you were meant to go to the second floor because you were too distracted gushing about it, your heart racing and smiling like a damn idiot.