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I’ve been singularly uninspired this week. Probably because I’ve been feeling a little puny and haven’t wanted to whinge too much. I’ve also been busy at work, although–miracle of miracles–I got caught up, at least for a few brief, shining moments! Anyway, I saw this at Janet’s and decided to steal it.  

My Roomate and I once: came home to find an obscene phone call left on our answering machine.  I guess the guy had a real need to make that phone call, and it didn’t matter that no one was home!

Never in my life have I: gone skinny-dipping

High school was: a complete nightmare. Perhaps that’s part of the reason why I lurve Buffy so much. (In addition to the brilliant writing, of course.)

When I am nervous: I fidget. Badly. That’s why my sister likes to have an empty seat between us at the movies whenever possible.

My hair: is a lovely shade of reddish brown, thanks to L’Oreal, and has nice sideswept bangs, thanks to Tona. Yes, I made it in time without cutting bangs myself. When I was a kid, maybe 8 years old, I decided I needed bangs. Apparently even then my high forehead troubled me. Anyway, I cut lovely bangs. But they were uneven. So I tried to even them up. But then they were uneven the other way. I kept going. Finally I ended up with a teeny little 1/8″ fringe. My mother went ballistic when she saw them. My punishment? Well, obviously I had to live with it until it grew out.

When I was 5: I started first grade. My first-grade teacher looked like a mattress with a string tide around her waist, but she was a really nice woman. She used to say proudly that the youngest student was the best reader. I preened whenever she said that. I was a horribly vain child.

By this time next year: it will be June of 2008. My, how time doth fly!

My favorite aunt is: Joe’s Aunt Emily. She and Uncle Eddie couldn’t have kids either, so we really bonded over that.

I have a hard time understanding: math. That was Janet’s answer, and I didn’t need to change it.

You know I like you if: I tell you embarrassing personal things. Like if I tell you that if you eat catfish four or five days in a row, you’ll find sand in the toilet. Like that.

My ideal breakfast is: Bacon, eggs, toast, and grits from Pitt Grill Fine Food. But you have to go eat breakfast BEFORE you shower, because you’ll stink from cigarette smoke and grease all day if you don’t shower after eating at Pitt Grill Fine Food.

If you visit my hometown: it’d be a miracle, because no one ever goes to Lone Star, Texas.

If you spend the night at my house: you’ll be beautifully entertained. We’ll take you out to the Stockyards in the evening, and take you to our favourite Texmex restaurant for dinner. And my husband will talk your ears off. And we’ll give you our bed to sleep in. And we’ll have good fresh bread and butter and pastries from Central Market for breakfast. And we’ll do our best to make you feel welcome.

My favorite blond is: my husband.

My favorite brunette is: Angelina Jolie.

The animal I would like to see flying is: a hippopotamus.

I shouldn’t have been: such a spendthrift.

Last night: I hung up some clothes and talked with Joe about the budget and ate some Amy’s veggie lasagna and did some crossword puzzles and called Charter cable twice and went to sleep at 9:30.

I’ve been told I look like: my Mother.

If I could have any car it would be: a hybrid.