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Day 1 - Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.

Wait, I though I hated multiple day memes.

Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.

Aint gonna lie, most of what comes immediately to mind is household stuff I would like/still need, things I'm not willing to admit to wanting in a public forum, and, well, money. So I'm going to have to get creative with this list.

a type A personality. I'd be a bit of a bitch, but things would get done.
a blu-ray player and a sick Bose sound system to go with Monstervision.
one of those crazy painted lady Victorian houses.
a custom fitted/built black steel boned-corset.
a hot bi ladyfriend who hopefully also likes the Manbeast
thighs that had less jiggle and more steel flattening in them (if you know the reference, holler). Note to self, go the fuck back to PF already.
Working, fully functional intestines. :/ cause I gotta tell you, I miss the days when impending bowel movements weren't announced by three minutes of excruciating gut pain first.

And since

cell23 has informed me that I've missed a day (jeez nag nag nag), I'll do the next one too. Nyeh.

Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.

People that are nice to me, even if I have it confirmed from several sources that they hate my guts. All this makes me want to do is act super excited to see them and go out of my way to talk to them for maximum passive-aggressive awkward.
People that do things wrong in the hopes that you'll do it correctly for them later. JUST LRN2DOITRIGHT.
being made to feel stupid for daring to think a certain way. Double if I'm actually right.
Hipsters. Yes, I realize by a lot of definitions I am one. STILL.
Telling me that I'm clearly wrong/overreacting on racism/sexism/privilege issues. Hi, I'm a black queer woman, stfu.
Slut shaming.
General rudeness. The internet is a wonderful fucked up beast, but IRL, don't be a douche. Use turn signals, say "excuse me" if you bump into someone, offer to help the lady with five bags and a double stroller down the stairs/off the bus, chew with your mouth closed, turn your cell phone and your voice off during a movie, say please and thank you, act and dress like you're going somewhere special if you're going to the ballet/theater (DON'T show up in jeans, my GOD.) and don't creep on the pretty lady that just walked by you, she will not appreciated it.

There, I'm caught up.

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Define going to the theater, please. I need to decide if I should put on my defensive face because I wore my best jeans for Wicked and Avenue Q both. ;)

LOL, I'll only judgey-face you a little since they were your best jeans and it's you.

Heh, it's me? What's that supposed to mean? ;)

People I know, "know" and/or know tend to get a break from my judgey-face?

Oh, I thought you meant because I'm so awesome that my sheer fantasticness overcomes my proclivities towards denim.

Wouldn't that be stereotyping?

I'm pretty sure it would be stereotyping if you said that it's OK because you have faith that no gay man would go to a musical in inappropriate garb.

Mmm. What makes these your best jeans and what did you wear them with?

They're my best jeans because they're designer (lol) and they fit well and are fairly dark in color so they match with everything and they're not ripped or torn. And I wear them with... IDK, shirts. I'm pretty sure I wore one that looked more or less like this last time.

dark jeans, in good condition, worn with a non rumpled buttondown, can qualify as dressed properly for the theater.

re Day 2, #5
Doesn't every girl want a unicorn of her own? ;)

not after you read Rampant.

Rampant?

book about killer bloodthirsty man eating unicorns. not a bad read.