Borrowed from Avitable.
My favorite age: 22 (somehow that was also my worst, go figure)
My best friend: Manly Man (also known as my husband)
My celebrity crush: Jake Gyllenhaal l Ewan McGregor l Scarlett Johansen l Angelina Jolie
My defining characteristic: Physically? My eyes, I guess. Emotionally? My honesty, I guess.
My most evil moment: Backing up into a parked car and leaving the scene.
My favorite food: Hmmm…I wonder…bagels.
My grossest injury: When I was younger and out skiing I bent over and somehow stuck the ski pole into my face. The injury wasn’t so bad but I picked at it so much for so long I made it about 100x worse. Ok so I asked my mom about this and she doesn’t remember the second part of it so now I wonder if it was a dream, gah I hate my memory :banghead:
My biggest hatred: Ignorance.
My most illegal activity: I shoplifted a couple times when I was a kid but never anything worthwhile, except for the Sugar Daddies but I’m not sure I even got a chance to eat them and I always got caught.
My need for justice: People on the road, I feel the need to get in the way of those trying to break the “rules” and by rules I mean my driving rules. I guess I’m like the the hall monitor of the highway.
My most knowledgeable field: I would have to say movies, I will remember some random person from a movie from 20 years ago but I can’t remember my co-workers names.
My life’s goal: To find some peace.
My mother’s influence: To learn as much as I can.
My nerdiest point: Probably the celebrity book I made and carried around with me when I was in middle school.
My oldest memory: Crying when I met Mickey Mouse at the age of 4.
My perfect date: I’m a very low key date, as long as I get to spend time with the person and getting to know them I don’t really care what we’re doing. Something imaginative though always excites me.
My unanswered question: Why do people think Mick Jager sexy?
My random fact: The strangest things make me cry, like songs that aren’t sad at all and sitcoms.
My stupidest decision: Taking diet pills for about 6 years, I can only imagine how much I screwed up my body.
My favorite television show: Currently on air? Gossip Girl. Of all time? Friends.
My style of underwear: They are like a low-rise briefs, I can never remember what they are called. I have this one kind of underwear that I love and are not going to last much longer and I don’t think the kind exists anymore. It’s a travesty.
My favorite vegetable: Broccoli!
My weakest trait: Impatience.
My X-men power: Reading minds, or at least having a strong feeling of where someone stands even though they say otherwise, although sometimes it’s paranoia…hard to tell the difference.
My strongest yearning: To have a very very best girlfriend/sister I can depend on and who really understands me. I would love a female version of Manly Man or a gay version. Someone who I talk to everyday and who I always know what is going on in their life. Someone who opens up to me and needs me. Manly Man doesn’t quite count since he also wants to grope me.
My moment of Zen: Saturday morning (not too early, like 7 or 8) on my back porch enjoying the quiet with a cup of coffee :coffee: