I. – Alphabetical.
A – Act your age? I think so. Then again, how is a 23 year old supposed to act???
B – Born on what day of the week? Monday’s Child
C – Chore you hate? Cleaning the bathroom or the cats’ commode.
D – Dad’s name? Jim
E – Essential makeup item? I don’t have one. The closest thing I have in the makeup/hair category is my addiction to Clairol Herbal Essences Spray Gel.
F – Favourite actor? Robin Williams
G – Gold or silver? Silver most of the time
H – Hometown? San Jose. Home of many computer companies and yuppies.
I – Instruments you play?
J – Job title? Domestic Administrator
K – Kids? Someday…
L – Living arrangements? A three bedroom vicarage with a finished basement, screened patio that reeks of dog, my husband, and our two muchly beloved and spoiled cats.
M – Mom’s name? Kathy
N – Need… a job. Those with phatty jobs, please send some karma my way.
O – Overnight hospital stays? 2: one because I was a premie and it took three weeks before I was allowed to go home from the hospital and the other for a “mysterious stomach ailment” when I was 21 (it was five days and a lot of painful and invasive procedures before they discharged me)
P – Phobia? Dogs, snakes, heights, tight spaces
Q – Quote you like? A few from my time at UCSC:
“You mean I can’t take all my clothes off and chain myself to the chancellor?” (my friend Jen when she heard that the protest for the NES at UCSC was going to be silent)
“It’s occasions like these that make me want to wear makeup!” (my friend Kurt upon hearing that there were tours of the campus being given)
“Do I really have to have a reason for being neurotic?” (if you know me in real life, this should need no explanation at all.)
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