Never again in my life: will I let anyone hit someone I love. Not even spanking, thank you.
When I was five: my dad left my mom and brother for dead, me, he just ruffed up a bit.
High School was: Less than fun, as my parents moved from the beach (and the hottest guy ever) to a farm town my sophmore year.
I will never forget: the sound of my brothers voice the last time I heard it.
I once met: a guy whose uncle is Melvin Dummar (google it).
There’s this girl I know who: who could put her fist (to the wrist) in her mouth. She is now a quasi-famous (Broadway) opera singer.
By noon I’m usually: awake. I've been up for hours, but by noon I'm finally awake and personable.
Last night I: stayed up too late thinking about projects to do on Saturday.
Next time I go to church: Not counting tonight, Saturday evening, then Sunday too.
What worries me most: Is that politicians will continue to fight over the minutiae while us working class folks become less and less secure.
When I turn my head right, I see: a view of the front lawn.
When I turn my head left, I see: My latte colored wall with a couple of pictures hanging on it.
You know I’m lying when: I keep talking incessantly about the same thing. It's like I;m trying to convince you. In my mind I'm screaming to myself to just shut up!
If I was a character written by Shakespeare, I’d be: tragically in love with the wrong guy; my true love having died a horrible death from mistaken identity.
By this time, next year: I should have a bricks and mortar home built in Arizona!
A better name for me would be: Half. (I'm part of a trio of sisters, our last name being wit. My sisters, nit and dim.)
I have a hard time understanding: Why people gamble with their own money. Who likes losing hard earned money?
If I ever go back to school I’ll: I'm majoring in chocolate.
You know I like you if: I find some way of touching you. Whether it's a light tap, or a hug or just a quick brush of your shoulder.
Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferarro are: dead.
Take my advice, NEVER: think you can't drive a car with a clutch. Everyone can, given some alone time with the vehicle, far away from where they really want to be. Oh yeah, and you can't have a cell phone to get someone to help bail you out of the predicament.
My ideal breakfast is: A dutch baby pancake, three thick pieces of maple bacon, 4 ounces of grapefuit juice, and some really toasted bread with butter dripping from it. If I can't have that, just a quick scone and a hot chocolate, please.
A song I love, but do not have is: The Twelfth of Never by Johnny Mathis.
If you visit my hometown, I suggest: you send me pictures. I have no idea what it looks like. I was born and we moved away three months later. Never been back.
Why won’t anyone: build a car that runs on water. It's been invented. But no one will mass produce it.
If you spend the night at my house, DO: make yourself at home. What's mine is yours.
I’d stop my wedding for: to wait for my brother to return from Australia. In fact I did. I waited almost a full year.
The world could do without: Bed bugs, after reading that recent article in the New York Times I have serious concerns about ever staying in a hotel again.
I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: creepy. Nothing. I don't even want to lick the belly of a cockroach.
My favorite blonde is: 4 non-blondes
Paperclips are more useful than: I can't think of anything. I guess because I'm biased against paperclips, I really don't like them especially those big ones.
San Diego means: home. My childhood. The Zoo. When I was a girl you got in free if you were under the age of 16. I went every weekend with my brother.
I stole this from my friend RTG You can steal it from me! I'd love to read your finishes.
14 September 2006
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