Bunker Punk Tour

So apparently while I was napping, the Bunker Punks decided to go on tour.  All kindsa fuckery goes on when I'm napping.  But, I'm not being left behind (because I'm afraid of the dark) so here goes...

They gave me questions to answer and well you know how well I follow directions.  I'll do my best, mmmmkay?

What is your most prized possession?
In all honesty, I'm not really big on possessions.  Don't get me wrong, I love my stuff.  I love my flat iron, my make-up, my bed, my socks, my purses, my 25 pair of sunglasses, all of my perfume, my pots & pans, my kitchen utensils (what?  I LOVE to cook) but as far one prized possession?  Let me think. Okay, sounds pretty cliche' but it's a ring.  A jade ring that was my maternal grandmother's.  It's absolutely huge and hideous and I don't have a pic because it's locked away but it's antique, green, worth a fuckton of bucks, and my grandmother wore it every single day when she was alive.  I always thought it was the ugliest thing but she never took off and it reminds of her.  So that.

How do you unwind after a long day?
I haven't had a long day in quite some time.  Out of work, and contagious disease have been my past two months.  But this about sums it up...

What is one song that has followed you throughout your whole life?
This is really hard for me.  The hardest question here.  I don't have one song.  I have like 687 songs. Really.  Music is important to me.  I guess one song that really hits home with me is by a band I don't even particularly love but the song hits home.  You can't always get what you want - Rolling Stones.

If you could give one piece of advice to new bloggers in your field, what would it be?
Write for you.  Write from the heart.  #fuckallthepeople. 

Now that you're famous, we need a quote from you.

Love ya...Mean it - PPB