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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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