My Stupid Journal

Another lonely night

It is crazy how long I have had this journal. Granted I abandoned it a long time ago, but still. Last night I was reading over my old entries. I had all these entries when Gus and I were broken up. I wrote all of these things about knowing that he wasn't the right person for me and why. Now we are married. The funny thing is that all of those things that I complained about, all the reasons that we weren't right together, none of that has changed. If anything, he's become less romantic, less passionate, more distant. I don't know, tonight I don't even know why I went back to him. I read through my entries from when we got back together and think that it was so stupid. Just loneliness. No, love too, but largely fear of change (one of my biggest problems). I am so Dante (Clerks, not Inferno). I'm like the dog sitting on the nail and whining. I don't move because it doesn't hurt enough to do anything about it. Is that really comfortable? I love my husband, I really do. And I truly believe that there is no one better out there. I just feel like I need more. I need to feel like he's happy to see me after a long day. I need to feel like I'm more than a burden. I need to feel loved and beautiful and wanted. I need to get these things without always having to ask for them, always having to be the one who initiates any kind of interaction.

Of course all of this was true before. The difference was that when I was feeling this way before I could just hang out with my friends. A few drinks at the seaport looking over the water or a walk over the Brooklyn Bridge on a warm summer night and a late dinner at Wo Hop and things seem pretty good.

Tonight we have lyrics

Some folks like to get away, take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami beach or Hollywood.
I'm taking a greyhound on the Hudson river line-
I'm in a new york state of mind.

I seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines,
Been high in the Rockies under the evergreens,
But I know what Im needing and I don't want to waste more time-
I'm in a new york state of mind.

It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythm and the blues,
But now I need a little give and take,
The new york times, the daily news...

It comes down to reality-and its fine with me cause Ive let it slide,
Don't care if its Chinatown or riverside,
I don't have any reasons, Ive left them all behind-
I'm in a new york state of mind.

Repeat 3rd verse

I'm just taking a greyhound on the Hudson river line-
cause I'm in a new york state of mind.

A lonely night

Every now and then I seem to get pulled into the past. I'm not sure that my life or my problems have really changed that much in the past 6 years or so since I started this journal. I just seem to have given in to things. My spelling and grammar have gotten better. Raquel is still bad. Gus and I still have the same issues, only now we are married. Reading my past entries makes me feel that my life is rather bizarre. Well in the most boring way possible.

Hello

Anyone read this anymore? Probably not! LOL Here I am. I probably won't check this for another year! I just had sex!

Birthday

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Pictures for Tomy

These are some photos I've taken with my phone recently. I thought Tomy might like them. Some are from the open (the ones of shea) some are from my neighborhood (the ones not of shea).

US Open

So, I haven't updated in a God's age and thought I should. The open is starting soon. I start work tomorrow as a matter of fact. The actually tournament doesn't start til the 28th, just qualifying matches going on right now. This is the first Sept. since 1981 that I won't be in school. It feels very strange. I'm going to go and make pancakes for Kel. There is my update. Monday will mark two months to start saving and planning for my birthday. It's a big one, since I plan on repeating it from here on out. So you'll want to be able to look back and say, I gave Jodie something great for her first 29th birthday (in this lifetime anyway). Some ideas to consider are Veronica Mars season 2 and Grey's Anatomy season 2. Cash is always acceptable, as are diamonds. A new digital camera would be nice and I could use a decent MP3 player. Feel free to come up with your own ideas or add to mine (like your own idea plus large sums of money, things like that are fine).

Japanese snow monkeys

No, I'm just kidding.

How come you guys never contribute to the feed the white girl fund? That isn't a joke, I'm poor and need money! Feed this crazy bitch!!!

And stop telling me to get a job, you delusional freaks!

Just saw Pirates of the Caribbean 2, still loving the Orlando Bloom, but that should come as no surprise, I've always been kinda dykey.

Who's up for a beach trip? My goal is to go to the beach as often as possible before Grad school.

2006

YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2006 when...

1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.

4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.

6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.

7. Every commercial on television has a website at the bottom of the screen.

8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.

10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.

11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )

12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.

13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.

14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.

15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.

AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself.

Bullshit

You know what I fucking hate? When a guy is dating someone and becomes interested in someone else and everyone blames the girl? Like it's her fault that the guy likes her. Even if she hits on the guy, if he is the one in the relationship, he is responsible for his own actions. And fuck, if someone doesn't want to be with someone else anymore, why fight it? It sucks if you're the person being left. It hurts, it may break your fucking heart, but there is nothing you can do about it. And blaming the other woman, who couldn't have "stolen" your man if he wasn't looking to leave anyway doesn't help. If we're going to blame anyone ladies, let's stop going after each other and blame the responsible one, blame the guy who didn't have the guts to leave until he had something else lined up. This is not about me, so don't get excited thinking Gus and I broke-up and you can make your move now.

Oh and this not blaming the girl does not apply when you know me and my boyfriend and think it's OK to fucking straddle him in my home, while I'm there. That is a whole different story.

Japanese snow monkeys

No, really.

I love Japanese snow monkeys. They steal people's bottles of water and then drink from them. Right out of the bottle! They hold it in their hands and drink out of it! And they turn on water faucets and drink out of them too!!!!!! They are the cutest little trouble makers!

Why I think Tomy might hate me (And why he won't)...

When he meets me that is.

Why Tomy might hate me...

1. I'm prissy. I mean super duper, scream and jump on a chair if there is a mouse prissy.
2. I don't like beer.
3. I'm a bubbly, big boobed blond. (So stereotypical)
4. I giggle, a lot!
5. I'm giggling now.
6. I watch chick flicks.
7. I listen to country and some pop.
8. I'm going to read the Da Vinci code, even though he told me not to.
9. I dance, wear silly headbands and glitter and sequined cowboy hats.
10. I'm nice to just about everyone.
11. I LOVE the beach.
12. Now I'm just reaching.
13. I'm an artsy fartsy, hippie, poetry club going, new age kinda girl.

Why Tomy won't hate me...

I'm out of my fucking mind.
I created him.
I tell people Amy has a lead pipe and drinks three shots of vodka every morning.
I opted not to number this section.
Because I do t hings like dye my hair pink or wear black lipstick, or whatever else might make some people think I'm a poser, but I don't do it to try and be something, I just do it cause I want to. And if I wanted to dye me hair pink and I didn't because I was worried about what it meant I was, I would be just as fake as I would be if I did it to fit in with some group or something.
When I see a woman bending down to tie her shoe, I want to run up and kick her in the head.
He's not scared of the fact that I'm out of my mind. How could he be? I created him.

Japanese snow monkeys

Yes, this entry is really about Japanese snow monkeys.

Japanese snow monkeys rock, I'm not really a monkey fan, but I love JSM. I really hate when people dress monkeys up in clothing and stuff, it is creepy and people should stop doing it. Anyway, back to the subject. Japanese snow monkeys, they are so smart (how smart are they?). A researcher showed one how to rinse a potato he (the monkey) was about to eat in the river and clean it. The monkey liked how it tasted so much that he started showing his JSM friends how to do it. Now all the JSM in the region rinse their potatoes before eating them! How cool is that?

Graduating

So, I'm graduating in June. I'll be out of school for the first time in 8 years. I should be a freaking Doctor by now. But I'm not. I'll have a degree in writing poetry. Let the job offers begin! Anyway I plan on going to Grad school for online teaching. I might as well. But before I do, there is something I want to do for myself. Read. I just read Tomy's journal and I was so jealous. Plenty of college students read for fun. But not many English majors. When between 4 classes you're reading two novels and six essays/articles a week, when do you have time to read what you want to read? So I'm looking for suggestions. I'll only have 2 months, so what are the best of the best books that have come out in the last eight years? Or at all, that I should absolutely read. Amy, I take no suggestions from you, since the last book you lent me was so freaking depressing. I wanted to kill myself after I read it. And nothing you would read in an English literature class and nothing about the Nuer or the mating habits of far away peoples, or anything like that! Good, just for fun reading!

And it is back folks

Lets all give a warm welcome back to easyjournal. There was some gibberish about what was wrong, but I didn't understand it. So, that is that.

Late

It is a little after 3 am, I have nothing to say. But I'm updating anyway. New York got hit by its second largest snowstorm ever. Almost 2 feet. I wish I had a camera ( I used to, but I no longer do. It involves a lot of alcohol, a few large guys and a jean jacket, don't ask) I would take pictures. I'm not a snow person, but I think of snow like I think of a lot of women I've met, beautiful and evil. And the city does look amazing it its winter whites. I got a new game, Space Colony. Its cute, pretty low budget. I guess its bedtime. Normally I think of something at least half interesting when I decide to just wing an entry. Not this time. Good night sweet friends, sleep tight.

Things I Love...

Or What has gotten into this girl tonight. Go to bed already!

I think I've done an entry like this before, but there's nothing wrong with putting love out into the world.

1. My friends.
2. My Teddy bear.
3. Eating the peanuts that I bought for the squirrels (I give them some too).
4. My family.
5. People who sing to me, even those who think they can't.
6. Singing and people who tell me I can sing even though I can't.
7. Dancing, even though I'm not great at that either.
8. Dressing silly and acting silly.
9. Being in love.
10. Lipstick and shoes and girly things like that.
11.My cat, dander and all (now that's unconditional love).
12. My computer, I don't know what I'd do without it.
13. Blue eyes.
14. The ocean!
15. The bookstore (I wish I was there right now).
16. Music and poetry.
17. Eliza Dushku
18. Stony Brook for bringing people into my life I wouldn't have met otherwise.
19. Free time!
20. Movies.
21. Spellcheck, lol.
22. Essay questions and going to the dentist (yes I'm the one!).
23. Parenthesis (In case you couldn't tell).
24. Laughing (don't you love people who say that, like other people hate to laugh).
25. Old friends.
26. New friends.
27. Writing.
28. Big yellow hummers.
29. People who make me feel beautiful.
30. Hugs!
31. Coming home at 2 in the morning after the longest couple of days to find my boyfriend (fast asleep on the couch) has finally shaved his big mountain man beard!!!!!
32. Feeling up to writing anything.
33. Banana Splits at Caroline's.
34. My boyfriend
35. Money
36. Google spell check.
37. Buffy, Veronica Mars and any other girl who kicks ass.
38. Denton

My friends

I was reading old entries and thought I'd do an updated version of why I love my friends, especially since some of the friends from the original post have dropped out of my life and some new ones have dropped in, lol.

Mellinda (because she gets jealous when I start with Amy, even though the student in me just goes for the A first.)- She has the tightest ass ever! She is Mellinda pretty. She's also Mellinda fancy and definitely Mellinda rich (there is some debate over what it means to be Mellinda fancy, being the girl buys most of her clothes at Old Navy). And she is Mellinda thin. You gotta love someone who is so exceptional that their name becomes an adjective. She however, is no longer Mellinda friendly. She is possibly the only person more loyal than me. Well I guess she's equally as loyal as me. She is the only other person I know who loves their best friend to a degree that makes others uncomfortable and question their (meaning mine and hers) sexuality. She is my soul mate. We have almost nothing in common, except that we love each other so damned much and that's enough. Oh and we both think I'm the funniest bitch in the world. Did I mention the ass? And she buys me stuff. I'd love her if she never bought me anything again (but mostly I'd miss her, bah dump dump (that was the little drum that comes after a joke, get it?)), anyway, I'd love her even if she never bought me anything, but I still love people who support the poor white girl fund. Said in my best southern accent (which is really bad) I've always depended on the kindness of Mellinda. OK, in fear of this becoming a love letter to Mellinda, I'll move on.

Amy- You can tell her the most absurd things and she'll say "Hmm, I never thought of that." As if you've made some kind of sense. She is super smart, but never makes other people feel stupid. And she'll hit people with a pipe if they're mean to me. And she thinks it's funny that I say that. She feeds my fish when I'm away. She gets as fired up about things as I do. She is almost psychotically anti-catholic. I gave her a pope candle and she sits it on top of her Pagan alter cause, that's just how she rolls. I think I blew my load on Mellinda. Amy is my Boo.

Tomy- He doesn't know how to spell his own name. The more I get to know him, the more alike I realize we are, its creepy. We have the same stupid sense of humor. He (like Amy), just goes with whatever silly little thing I'm doing at the moment. I've never met him, yet I oddly consider him one of my best friends. He accepts that he's a figment of my imagination and you really have to respect that. His parents live in a castle. Just reading that he was listening to ween, push the little daisies makes me smile, cause it makes him think of me, which I think is so funny.

I'm consciously making sure that no one else's entry is as long as Mellinda's.

Google Spell check- (Stop judging me). Not only does it check and correct my spelling (which rocks). It gets excited when I don't make a mistake.

Gus- That boy loves the hell out of me and he can build anything. He can build walls and shit. Isn't that crazy?? And when I'm at my most helpless or incapable and I feel like a total loser, he looks at me like I'm the cutest thing (not in a demeaning sort of way), just like he loves me and the fact that I can't open a bottle of Vitamin Water could never change that. He has all these talents and he doesn't really get mine, but he respects them. He has faith in me, it's kind of an underlying trait in all of my friends. A requirement if you will.

Jason - Jason is very perceptive and he says the most amazing things. He has a poetic spirit. I dated him for like three seconds in high school, then we hated each other for the rest of high school, now he's the only person I still talk to from high school. He inspires me. He has a really big heart.

K.C.- He was my first love. He has to be one of the least judgemental people I've ever met. He has the biggest heart of anyone I've ever known. He has the ability to make me feel really good about myself. He underestimates himself and I don't love that about him.

I wish all these people could see themselves through my eyes. Well maybe not Mellinda, then she'd develop a Mellinda ego! And she knows how I see her, cause for some crazy reason, she sees me the same way.

Jodie - (Hey if you can't be friends with yourself, how can you expect anyone else to be?) She is such a silly goose. And what a good cook! She's also very loyal to her friends, and damned cute too! And have you seen those breasts? I mean damn!!!!

I don't think anyone else reads this thing.

I love you guys.

Three years ago today

This is the entry I wrote three years ago today. It's funny how much can change and how you three years later, to the day, you can feel exactly the same way. But I've always had a thing for that salty ocean air, so I guess it's no suprise. LOL

Hawaii
I want to move to Hawaii and walk the beach and learn to surf. Who is with me? Tonight I dream (or daydream at least) of sandy beaches in Hawaii and of golden skinned little girls that hula dance. If I could feel the ocean waves go over me right now I'd be happy, the salty ocean water washes away my pain. My ocean, my therepy, my church. So lets grab our tents and sleeping bags and do it the cheap way. I know at least one of you is up for it! Probably more then one, but who's up for it with out any conditions? Amy, hula may not be Broadway but it could be fun.
Posted on 1.24.2003 at 12:00 AM

remember

when I used to write about interesting things? Neither do I.

Still looking for Denton, fuck off if you don't understand me and my imaginary cat.

School starts on the 26th, I'm sick of it and ready for it to be over.

Send me money (get a freaking job or a better job so you can send me money).

Vote: What color should I paint my room? If you say green, I'm taking you out of my network.

lhprop1

You must go now to my network and read lhprop1's entry. I have commanded it, it shall be so. Now seriously, you will not regret it! You have to freaking read it! It is doubtful he'll update anytime soon, but if he does, it's an entry called Priests are funny.

Happy New Year

Hope you guys had a happy New Year. Mine was full of drama (as most of you know). I don't know what would possess a girl to climb on another girl's boyfriend's lap. Just in case some of you out there are too stupid to know this, unless the guy is wearing a Santa hat, or some other joke is going on, even if the guy is your boyfriend's best friend, you DO NOT sit on another girl's boyfriend's lap. That is my property. And if you're so fucked up about your father's death, talk to your sister (who was with her at the party) or one of your skanky friends, or how about your own damn boyfriend! And if, for some reason, my boyfriend is the only person at the party you can cry to, sit the fuck NEXT TO HIM. I don't care how upset you are, it is not OK to sit on his lap. It is also not OK to fuck him because you are upset, to suck his cock because you are upset, to kiss him because you are upset, to lick his ass because you are upset. You know just in case there is any confusion, I thought it was just one of those implied things, don't fuck MY BOYFRIEND, don't sit on MY BOYFRIEND'S lap. I thought people just knew that sort of thing. That's it. I'm getting all my boyfriend's t-shirts printed up saying "Please don't sit on my lap, I have a mental deficiency (beer) that renders me incapable of telling when it is inappropriate"

So?

You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament

Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.

You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.

You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.

It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.

You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.

While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.

At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.

You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.

You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.

What Temperment Are You?

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.

You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations.

You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.

Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.

How Do You Live Your Life?

Like you guys ever post anything real

Slow and Steady

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.

They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.

It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.

They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.

How Do People See You?

Happy...

...whatever the hell you celebrate!!!!!!!!! And if anyone asks me if I worship trees again, I'm going to hit them. For the last freaking time, yes, I worship trees!!!!!!!

This year's top ten accomplishments

1. Watched every episode of Veronica Mars.

2. Got a new fish.

3. Sold my old textbooks to Barnes and Nobel.

4. Bought Amy a Pope candle.

5. Got a MySpace account.

6. Ate Nachos.

7. Hung Christmas lights.

8. Filled the humidifier.

9. Cleaned the fishtank.

10. Got carried into my apartment by Master Poe.

Blame Mellinda

You taste like beer. You're hoppy and a bit
bitter... but we aren't with you for the taste,
are we? No, we are with you because of your
intoxicating effect and the confidence you give
us. We put up with your poor taste because you
get us laid.

How do you taste?
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FAQ

Or ask me some more freaking questions.

I'm looking to update the FAQ section of my journal. So ask me questions.

Questions:
Q - Are you really so damned hot? (I get this question so much)
A - No, I'm even hotter. What can I say?

Q - How'd you get to be so freaking funny?
A - Like the hotness, it just comes naturally.

Q - Will you go out on a date with me and let me spoil you like the Princess you are?
A - No, alas I have found my Prince.

Q - Will you have sex with me? (this is actually the most common question).
A - No, well maybe, if you're a midget or Vin Diesel.

Q - Why are you so much more mature then the rest of us?
A - Because I'm so damned old!!!!!!!!!!!!

Q - Do you love me?
A - You know I do!

Q - Will you stop leaning on the punctuation keys?????
A - No, I will not!!!!!!!!!!!!

Q - Why did your mother kick your sorry ass out of the house??
A - Because she's crazy!!!! You know that shit about the apple? Well it's true!

Q - Why do you wear red and purple together?
A - Because I can, now stop harassing me!

Q - Aren't you too old to dye your hair pink?
A - Why yes, yes I am.

Q - Where did you learn to spell?
A - They have places that teach you that sorta thing?

Q - Where'd you learn to speak for that matter?
A - From Mellinda obviously, but Amy has given Jodie a few recent lessons.

Q - What happened to the poem of the day?
A - I'm fucking lazy, OK?

Q - What are you wearing?
A - Shorts and a tank-top.

Q - Why do you call a professor and his TA Crumpet and ButterCup, respectively?
A - Why do you bother me such trivial questions when the answers are sooooo obvious? You'd have to be a moron to not know the answer to that!!!!!!!!!!!!

Q - Can I have Freya?
A - Stop trying to steal my damned cat. Go look in your own mother's garage (or my mother's garage, whatever) and find your own cat.

Q - What is the meaning of T.S. Elliot's poem The Wasteland?
A - (People ask me this all the time) It is that Elliot was a pretentious, elitist, asshole. He was very much like Howard Stern (Howard declared himself King of all Media and people believed it) Elliot decided he was the most important poet of the 20th century and people just believed him.

Q - Whitman?
A - Yes, you are right, Whitman.

Q - How hot are your friends?
A - So freaking hot I have to carry around ointment for the burns.

Q - Have you graduated yet?
A - No, but soon.

Q - What are you going to do with your life after you graduate?
A - Fuck you, leave me alone, stop asking me that!

Q - Blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah?
A - I have ADD so I get that one a lot. I usually answer - probably.

Q - Why did Jacque turn blue and don't you think he will eat that stupid pink fish?
A - Because he is an electric blue crayfish and maybe.

Donations...

Or Merry Christmas to me!

You guys know that the "Make a donation" button at the top of my page really works right? You can click that and send money to the feed the Jodie fund, also known as the poor white girl fund. Amy is also a poor white girl and if you wish to make a donation to both of us, please just note that and she will receive a portion of the money. Now break out your credit cards, you don't even have to sign up for paypal or anything, and make a Christmas donation. I will even send you a card that says a donation of (insert denomination) has been made to the (Poor White Girl/Feed the Jodie/Amy Fund) has been made in your name. You can give these to people for Christmas. It is expensive to live in Manhattan, help a white girl out!!!!

Hi

I'm updating because I always yell at you guys for not updating! But you guys rarely comment on my posts, so I feel like no one is reading this and what the hell is the point???? So comment!!! Anyone know where I can get a free black and white kitten, that isn't stupid looking, in NYC???

We had so much fun on Amy's birthday. The kind of fun that can only be talked about in private. We wouldn't anyone to be deported or anything! It was that kind of crazy. Amy doesn't even remember half the night, you know that is a good time!!!! And you should have heard what she said to the clerk at the porn shop. Naughty Amy!!!

Blame Amy

Welcome to the new edition of getting to know your friends. Okay, Here's
what you're supposed to do, and try not to be lame and spoil the fun!

Just copy (not forward) this entire E-mail and paste into a new e-mail that
you can send. Change all the answers so that they apply to you. Then send
this to a whole bunch of people you know, INCLUDING the person that sent it
to you. Some of you may get this several times that means you have lots of
friends. If not, then those friends are probably as busy as I am right now,
hurrying to get this sent out!!

1. What is your occupation? Student and part time pain in the ass.
2. What color is your underwear? I'm not actually wearing any. O:)
3. What are you listening to right now? Alvin singing some Christmas song
4. What was the last thing you ate? Pasta, big surprise.
5. Do you wish on stars? When I notice them.
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Magenta, because it is kinda sexy and I like it.
7. If you could have any occupation, what would it be? Writer.
8. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Raquel. I don't have any friends anymore. Mellinda hasn't called me in a month.
9. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Yes.
10. How old are you today? 28.
11. Favorite drink? I have become totally obsessed with Vitamin water.
12. Favorite sport to watch? Hockey, but I haven't seen a game in ages.
13. Have you ever dyed your hair? Only colors not found in nature, pink and blue and once it turned green when I tried to dye it blue.
14. Do you wear contacts or glasses? I wear glasses to watch TV.
15. Pets? Freya and an electric blue crayfish and a painted tetra.
16. Favorite month? June, July, August.
17. Favorite food? Salad from the Risotto place.
18. What was the last movie you watched? Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
19. Favorite day of the year? My birthday, people give me gifts and it is all about me. Well me and Bill Gates, it is his birthday too after all.
20. What do you do to vent anger? I yell.
21. What was your favorite toy as a child? Barbie and my Cabbage Patch Kids.
22. Fall or spring? Spring, I would love fall too, but it just depresses me, it means Winter is coming.
23. Hugs or kisses? Hersey's Kisses.
24. Cherry or Blueberry? Cherry.
25. Do you want your friends to email you back? Only if they want to.
26. Who is most likely to respond? Nobody.
27. Who is least likely to respond? Elvis.
28. Living arrangements? I live with my boyfriend, who I finally realized is the best boyfriend in the world.
29. When was the last time you cried? Last Friday, while watching the new Harry Potter. Go ahead and judge me, like you don't have any secrets.
30. What is on the floor of your closet? A very pretty shirt that fell off the hanger months ago and I haven't bothered to pick up. A fish tank, some other crap.
31. What did you do last night? Recovered from Thanksgiving and all those days with Raquel. That kid is exhausting.
32. Favorite smell? Rain.
34. What inspires you? The ocean.
35. What are you afraid of? Falling down stairs, being buried alive, my boyfriends stupid ass friend. Losing my friends. I only have two.
36. Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers? Cheese
37. Favorite car: Limo, because it is a given that someone else is driving.
38. Favorite dog breed? Rottweiler.
39. Number of keys on your key ring? 5
40. How many years at your current job? Student 23 years, being a pain in the ass, Mellinda can answer that, she's known me that long!
41.Favorite day of the week? Saturday I guess.
42. How many states have you lived in? Well if you can make it here you can make it anywhere. So why would I ever leave? Um, one.
43. How many cities have you lived in? I guess just one, but different parts of it.