Thursday, March 31st, 2005 • No Comments on The ABCs of Being Me
Because my brain is fried from lack of sleep, I borrowed this little meme from Ric.
Accent: Slurred and giggly, but only when I’m drinking.
Bra size: 36C
Chore I hate: Cleaning bathrooms
Dad’s name: Charles
Essential make-up: Lush’s Lip Service
Favorite perfume: Clinique’s Happy Heart or Estee Lauder’s Beyond Paradise
Gold or Silver: Platinum (but I’ll settle for silver)
Hometown: North Lauderdale, Florida
Interesting fact: I locked myself out of the house during a hurricane in 2003. Interesting? No. Stupid? Yes.
Job title: Library Assistant, Published Author (on a good day), Hack Writer (on a bad day)
Kids: I prefer sleep
Living arrangements: Sharing 2200 square feet in the ‘burbs with four cats, one dog, a conure, 11 finches, fish, a renegade raccoon and a husband, when he’s not at sea.
Mom’s Birthplace: St. Louis
Number of apples eaten in last week: One
Overnight hospital stays: None. I always sign the form releasing them from liability in the event I die in the parking lot.
Phobia: I’m fearless. Okay, I’m a little scared of the closet monster.
Question you ask yourself a lot: What makes you think you’re a writer?
Religious affiliation: Heathen, orthodox
Siblings: One younger brother
Time I wake up: Between 9 a.m. and 11 a.m., except for every other Saturday when I get up at 7:45 a.m. (Did I mention how late I stay up?)
Unnatural hair color: Purple, for a Halloween party. It was supposed to rinse out. It didn’t. My boss and my boss’s boss were not amused at the monthly staff meeting.
Vegetable I refuse to eat: Vegetables are my friends. I love them all. Except maybe turnips. They’re funny looking.
Worst habit: Trying to take care of everyone, even when I’m falling apart.
X-rays: Ankle, chest, arm, head, dental
Yummy food I make: Pizza
Zodiac sign: Taurus
As Ric said, if you’ve read this far you have to do this, too!