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Dr. Danielle Blake turned 6 today! ... well, isn’t this some shit. I created this blog in the middle of my Constitutional Law class in fall of my 2nd year of law school because I was bored to tears. I’m now a fifth-year associate at a NYC law firm. Absolutely bonkers.
[text; Goldie] Oooh, they ARE nice things. So very generous with the bonus one too. Thank you kindly. <3
[text; Goldie] Can’t say I’ve ever worn heels to work either, to be honest. Y’know, I never really thought about it much, but those do seem awful fitting for you to wear around. When you’re not at work, I mean. Makes sense.
[text; Goldie] You’re supposed to be impressed at my massive karaoke collection, gosh. What every girl wants in a man, I’m sure of it. We could do it this weekend sometime?
[text; Goldie] You got something against Barbie pink? Miiiight have to tattle on you to my kid if so.
[text; Goldie] :)
[text; Goldie] Yeah, sure, we’ll go with that.
[text; Thumper] I honestly can’t tell you that I have a bad thing to say about you because I really don’t. You’re a good egg.
[text; Thumper] Well, if you get a chance to see me in heels, I’ll actually be much closer to your eye level. ;) A good change for me.
[text; Thumper] Mm, yes. It’s a well kept secret amongst women: we’re all suckers for karaoke collections! :D
[text; Thumper] But yes, I’d love to sing some karaoke with you this weekend. I think we’ll have a lot of fun.
[text; Thumper] It’s not so much the pink part as the Barbie part. Mom used to get mad when I wanted to play baseball wth the boys instead of playing with the brand new Barbie dolls she bought me. Dolls were fine, but I’d much rather have been playing sports outside.
[text; Thumper] *raises eyebrows* … so you’ve been thinking about more than that, have you?
The Shining (1980) dir. Stanley Kubrick
#(( omg danielle#all i can think of is when you were checking into our hotel and the guy asked you if you wanted to switch rooms b/c our room number was 666#and how you told him no because you know me so well and therefore knew i’d be psyched about it lol#and thus you must be tagged becauseee good times good times ❤️❤️❤️))#outofcoquin (Tags via @xxvainqueur)
I haven’t done a Munday in a loooong while, so here... have a clip from my Argentine Tango class of my teacher and I. :)
[text; Goldie] Feel like giving an example?
[text; Goldie] Safe, sure. For now. Gonna have to keep an eye on you in heels from now on, I just know it.
[text; Goldie] Did you know they make CDs for that? Mita has a karaoke machine and a lot of the CDs for it are pure Disney. We can make it happen.
[text; Goldie] Hmm. Would using one that’s carnation pink be going too far?
[text; Goldie] I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.
[text; Goldie] People actually do that to you? Shitty. But also hilarious. No offense. But nah, I was going more for something like having to put you on a counter or something along those lines to make it easier for me to do… things. S’cute.
[text; Thumper] Hmm… how about thoughtful and funny? Those are TWO examples. I gave you a bonus one just because.
[text; Thumper] I can’t remember ever wearing heels to work. That’s just a broken ankle waiting to happen with the boys and Mita running around. And, you know, Legos. XD
[text; Thumper] I did, but I am beyond pleased to know you are in possession of them! Name a time and I’ll be there.
[text; Thumper] Barbie pink, yes. Carnation pink, no. I’ll allow it.
[text; Thumper] Uh huh.
[text; Thumper] Things, eh? Samson Tager… are you thinking about kissing me? ;)
[text; Goldie] Can’t decide if that’s intriguing or ominous.
[text; Goldie] Noted. If someone gets on your really, really bad side, they risk disfigurement. Will keep in mind.
[text; Goldie] …
[text; Goldie] I’M NEVER GONNA CATCH MY BREATH – SaY goodBYE to THOSE who knEW meee
[text; Goldie] How bout in sharpie? I mean, how sure are you? Are you sharpie-level sure you’re gonna come?
[text; Goldie] Is that a trick question? I feel like there are a lot of ways I can answer this and not all of them are appropriate, so.
[text; Thumper] They’re all good things, so I think I can safely say there’s no reason to think it’s ominous.
[text; Thumper] My main weapons are my right hook and any pair of high heels. But I think you’re pretty safe.
[text; Thumper] AHHHHH. When I come home. Disney Karaoke. It’s happening.
[text; Thumper] Black sharpie, red sharpie. Silver, if you’re feeling fancy.
[text; Thumper] … wait a second. I see what you did there.
[text; Thumper] Uh, no? The question is usually answered by someone using my head as a rest for their arm, so… I’m genuinely curious. The level of appropriateness doesn’t faze me.
DATING SIM INFORMATION.  NAME: Dr. Danielle Alexandria Blake
THEIR PROFESSION: Chemical Physicist and Weapons Expert
WHERE THEY CAN BE FOUND: Her lab, mostly
FAVOURITE FOOD TYPE: New American
FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Her go-to cocktail is a vodka cranberry
FAVOURITE TRAIT: Wit. Not to be confused with sarcasm, but that often comes with the territory and she’s certainly fluent. (see also: intelligence) She likes a man who isn’t intimidated by her and is capable of keeping her on her toes, but there’s a fine line between repartee and condescension. She has zero tolerance for the latter.
WHERE THEY WOULD GO ON A DATE: She likes the simple things: a dinner or drinks. However, if it isn’t a first date, she’d like to cook dinner at her place. Though, a man would get bonus points if he cooked for HER instead.
IDEAL GIFT: She’s not very materialistic. Just something thoughtful, even if it’s small or handmade. It’s really the thought that counts. (Though, flowers just because will always suffice.)
WHEN WILL THEY DRINK ALCOHOL: Probably any time off shift that’s after 3pm.
HOW MANY DATES UNTIL THEY GO TO BED: She isn’t very stringent about this rule, though she tries to stick with the “Third Date Rule”. However, if the chemistry is off the charts, all bets are off. :D
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[text; Goldie] Then what’s the first thing?
[text; Goldie] I wasn’t saying it as a bad thing! Slightly terrifying, sure, but not bad. Still violent though. Even if it WAS to a dick who had it coming.
[text; Goldie] Yes, Mulan. Now you’re getting the hang of it.
[text; Goldie] Yeah, you do that. Still gonna pencil you in, don’t you worry. ❤
[text; Goldie] Who you calling a jerk, jerk? And you say that like I’d disagree. S’nice. You being short. I like it.
[text; Thumper] I can think of a few things. Hard to narrow it down to one. :D
[text; Thumper] Well, it was worth the punishment. He had it coming. I’m just sorry I only knocked out one tooth.
[text; Thumper] I’LLLL MAKE A MAAAAAAAN OUT OF YOUUUUUUU
[text; Thumper] Sorry. That’s just my favorite song.
[text; Thumper] Sounds good to me. Though, you can put it in there in ink. I’m totally not cancelling. ;)
[text; Thumper] Oh yeah? Why do you like that I’m short? That’s a first for me.
[text; Goldie] You have nothing to talk shit about YET. Only a matter of time. Nah, no Spanish either. How have you not realized yet how goddamn boring I am?
[text; Goldie] You were a violent little thing, weren’t ya.
[text; Goldie] Clearly that means you gotta listen to your instincts more. Has Disney taught you nothing? Believe in yourself and all that shit.
[text; Goldie] Yeah, sure. Unless you happen to find yourself the southern man of your dreams while you’re down there. Wouldn’t wanna stand in the way of true wuv.
[text; Goldie] Am I twice your size, oh short one? I hadn’t noticed.
[text; Thumper] Samson, the last thing I’d call you is BORING.
[text; Thumper] I was NOT violent! He tried to kiss me at the bottom of the slide, but I got away, so then he started chasing me. He couldn’t catch me until he somehow got a hold of a basketball and pegged me with it. Slowed me down enough for him to get me. I had to do SOMETHING to the creep.
[text; Thumper] … believe you can, then you will?
[text; Thumper] I will keep you posted, but I’m pretty sure you can count on grabbing a drink. I’m fairly sure my Wesley isn’t down here.
[text; Thumper] Hey. First of all, I was paying you a compliment, jerk. Secondly, the best things often come in small packages.
Mr. Sensitive
[text; Goldie] You know the whole “a drunken man’s words are a sober man’s thoughts” thing? Might be applicable here.
[text; Goldie] I definitely needed to know that, so thank you. Much appreciated.
[text; Goldie] Ah. Was never a fan of living with my parents either. Felt good to escape, yeah? Did for me.
[text; Goldie] Fancy Frenchie, that’s you. And hey, Jude talks shit bout me in English as-is anyway so it’s not like it’d be surprising. By all means, feel free to join him. Wouldn’t mind.
[text; Goldie] That makes it worse though. Knowing you were sober-ish. Ugh.
[text; Thumper] Fancy Frenchy… that’s a new one. XD I have nothing to talk shit about when it comes to you, so you’re safe in both English and French. Spanish, too, but I don’t know if you know that language either?
[text; Thumper] As for my parents, I couldn’t wait to leave. Being an army brat wasn’t the problem. Being held to the standards of a soldier? Not so much.
[text; Thumper] Considering I knew how to defend myself by 8 and shoot a gun by 10, it shouldn’t have been surprising when I broke the nose of the boy that tried to kiss me on the playground. And yet, I was in so much fucking trouble after that one.
[delayed text; Thumper] I was hoping my instincts were right on that one. It’s… good to know.
[text; Thumper] You’re welcome. Anytime. :)
[text; Thumper] I’ll be home in a few days. Maybe, after I get back, we can grab a drink?
[text; Thumper] I can’t match you drink for drink because you’re twice my size, but I will gladly match your buzz so we’re on the same playing field. :)
[text; Goldie] Maybe. Just a little. That surprising?
[text; Goldie] What was so bad about California? I’ve never been.
[text; Goldie] Nice. I can’t speak it, but if you ever wanna practice, hit up Jude. Y’all are just too fancy for me.
[text; Goldie] Nooo. How’ve you failed to learn the lesson that drinking with me leads to unpredictable chaos?
[text; Thumper] Yes and no? No because of, well, you know. And yes because I didn’t think you’d comment on it sober.
[text; Thumper] NOT that I mind!
[text; Thumper] Also, you should know I think you’re cute, too. ;)
[text; Thumper] The state is beautiful and it was amazing to live in a small, sleepy beach town. Living with my parents? Noooooot so much.
[text; Thumper] My grandmother sometimes randomly slips into French without realizing it, so I’ve been practicing a lot down here. BUT it’d be nice to practice when I’m back home. I promise not to make jokes at your expense in French with Jude. I can’t speak for him.
[text; Thumper] Yeah, but last time I was not prepared. This time, I *am*. Last time, I wasn’t even really buzzed yet either.
[text; Goldie] Okay but only cause you’re cute.
[text; Goldie] Eh, most people don’t. I’m from Mississippi though.
[text; Goldie] Yeah? You speak actual French French or that Creole French?
[text; Goldie] Only way you’re gonna hear it is if you get me drunk enough. Sorry, not sorry.
[text; Thumper] Awwwww you think I’m cuuuuute?!?!
[text; Thumper] Nice! I visited Ole Miss when I was looking at schools before I wound up at NYU. I’d probably be there still now if I’d gone there for school. Pretty sure I was just dead-set on leaving California.
[text; Thumper] But anyway. Yes! I speak actual French French. I mean, I can speak half decent French Creole, but I’m fluent in French.
[text; Thumper] Psh. I am willing to drink with you any time. ESPECIALLY, if it means I get to hear your accent!
[text; Goldie] What’s the magic word?
[text; Goldie] …Since I was born?
[text; Goldie] I think you’re the only woman I’ve ever known who would list being southern as a positive.
[delayed text; Goldie] Good to know. Took way too many years of practicing word by word how to lose the accent for me not to pull it off now.
[picture msg; Thumper]
[text; Thumper] *Please*
[text; Thumper] I can’t believe I never knew that. Where in the south, exactly?
[text; Thumper] I mean, it’d be pretty hypocritical of me. My family goes back several generations in Louisiana on my mom’s side, which is why I can speak French. I loved growing up by the beach and I love being in New York now, but that southern drawl always makes me feel at *home*.
[text; Thumper] Well, don’t keep it suppressed on my account. ;)
[text; Thumper] … did you make them or Amita? Very important question.
[text; Thumper] And why is that? Have a lot of experience dating southern boys, do you? XD
[text; Thumper] Because he’s a grown man who is well beyond the age where it is acceptable to be living in his mother’s basement, but does not have an acceptable excuse for such a thing.
[text; Thumper] I’ll have you know that I have nothing against Southern men or men who are older than me. I’ve dated men who were one or both of those, thank you very much.
[text; Goldie] I made them while she was at a friend’s house but Jude helped me, so make of that what you will.
[text; Goldie] Maybe. Or maybe it’s cause I was surrounded by them growing up cause, y’know, that’s where I’m from. Which do you think is more likely?
[text; Goldie] Huh. Well, all right then.
[text; Goldie] Really, now. That mean you got a type?
[text; Thumper] Well. Then I want a cookie.
[text; Thumper] Jesus Christ.
[text; Thumper] ... since when are you from the south?
[text; Thumper] Maybe? I generally date men who are older, but I wouldn’t say southern is necessarily my type. A positive attribute, sure. A favorable trait even. But not a dealbreaker.
[delayed text; Thumper] I REALLY thought you were from New York, by the way.
[text; Thumper] You know what, I had a little more faith in myself and obviously, it was well placed since I went at least a year without making that mistake. So there.
[text; Thumper] You’re totally encouraging her… because you’re encouraging ME to find myself a southern boy.
[text; Thumper] Not that I’m opposed necessarily. Just… I’d appreciate if she stopped giving my number to men like the 40 year old stock clerk living in his mom’s basement. That’s… not really what I’m looking for. Now or ever.
[text; Goldie] Very impressive. Want a cookie?
[text; Goldie] I’m just saying I totally get the appeal of em, that’s all.
[text; Goldie] Cause he’s living there or cause he’s older or both things? Wait, is it the Southern part that makes him ineligible? If so, I need you to know I’m judging the hell out of you.
[text; Thumper] ... did you make them or Amita? Very important question.
[text; Thumper] And why is that? Have a lot of experience dating southern boys, do you? XD
[text; Thumper] Because he’s a grown man who is well beyond the age where it is acceptable to be living in his mother’s basement, but does not have an acceptable excuse for such a thing.
[text; Thumper] I’ll have you know that I have nothing against Southern men or men who are older than me. I’ve dated men who were one or both of those, thank you very much.
[text; Samson] … you’re not my sister. Fuck.
[text; Samson] That’s it. I’m changing your contact in my phone to Thumper. Oh my God.
[text; Samson] Also. Do NOT encourage my grandmother about southern boys, okay? I don’t need her to keep giving strangers my phone number.
[text; Goldie] And you’re very observant.
[text; Goldie] I would’ve guessed you changed my number to some random nickname in your phone months and months ago, to be honest. A bit slow, that.
[text; Goldie] I’m not doing anything! Merely making an observation. Christ almighty
[text; Thumper] You know what, I had a little more faith in myself and obviously, it was well placed since I went at least a year without making that mistake. So there.
[text; Thumper] You’re totally encouraging her... because you’re encouraging ME to find myself a southern boy.
[text; Thumper] Not that I’m opposed necessarily. Just... I’d appreciate if she stopped giving my number to men like the 40 year old stock clerk living in his mom’s basement. That’s... not really what I’m looking for. Now or ever.
