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prev home archive next Momentary Thought The Bon Jovi concert was fun last night, though they didn't have nearly enough sound coming out to the audience. At times the audience's singing even drowned out the band. But Jon was adorable as ever, and Marie and I gushed over him throughout the entire concert. We sat on a blanket in the grass, and I brushed her hair and played with braiding it. Then I gave Michael a back scratch and massage. Tradition when we go to Desert Sky dictates everyone takes a turn under my fingernails. The rest of the time was spent snuggled up to Calvin. So! Keep an eye out on VH-1 for the 1/2 hour special they did on Bon Jovi's opening night concert to kick off his tour. If you look reeeal close you might spot us - way in the back. WAAAY in the back. High/Low High: Another Thursday-turned-Friday for me. Chaperoning Marie's class field trip tomorrow. Low: Meetings, tedium, meetings, flow charts, meetings, presentations, meetings, e-mail, meetings... Current Obsession Money! Grin Source Bad joke that Calvin told last night: A man and a little boy were standing in line at the bank. They happened to be waiting behind a rather obese woman. Suddenly, the woman's pager went off. The little boy said "Look out, Daddy! She's backing up!" Singing "Most girls want a man with the mean green Don't wanna dance if he can't be Everything that I dream up A man that understands real love" Pink - Most Girls Storyteller Bio Dramatis Personnae Who I Read Recipes |
Okay, here we go. I got this from Dreama, who got it from Renee, who lifted it from Athena, who blatantly copied from Nicole. I actually filled this out while I was on a really boring teleconference on Tuesday night. I'm performing a time warp by posting it on Thursday. Carry on. ******************** I see. . . a Hershy's type wrapper from the candy bar given to me at the birth of my ex-boss' baby, that says HERESHEIS. I need. . . migraine medication. It's in my dresser, and I'm at work. I find. . . that I get a craving for sugar around 3:00 every afternoon. I want. . . to never have to worry about money again. I have. . . one week to understand Inequalities, Radical Expressions, and Quadratic Equations. I love. . . Calvin, Marie, Michael, AB, Grandma, my sister, my pets, dancing, the smell of rain, snuggling, asparagus, and fifty million other things. I miss. . . Maine. I fear. . . the possibility that my loved ones may some day be taken away from me. I feel. . . anticipation for our upcoming vacation in July, even though we have nothing specific planned. Maybe that's *why* I'm looking forward to it. I hear . . . a really, *really* boring teleconference. I smell. . . nothing. My nose is plugged. I crave. . . a baked potato with butter, sour cream, salt and pepper. I wonder. . . how many licks it really *does* take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop. I regret. . . little, which means I've been living my life well. When was the last time you. . . Smiled? A two hours ago, when I talked to Calvin on the phone. Laughed? The same two hours ago. Cried? Over the weekend, when I watched "Wit". Bought something? Yesterday. (a bathing suit, running shoes, 1/4 socks, and some hand weights) Danced? This weekend, to KC and the Sunshine Band, with Calvin. Were sarcastic? Oh, probably today sometime. Kissed someone? Yesterday morning, unfortunately. Calvin's been out of town. Talked to an ex? What, going on two years now? I don't particularly miss it. Watched your favorite movie? This weekend. Had a nightmare? Last night, I think. I dreamed that Calvin, Marie and I were late to catch a plane, and then we got separated, and they went on without me. I caught up with them a day later, after almost getting on the wrong plane. The luggage *did* get on the wrong plane, and went all the way to England. Do You. . . Smoke? No. Do drugs? Only prescription, there's plenty of those. Have sex? Enthusiastically. Sleep with stuffed animals? No. Unless Calvin counts. Live in the moment? As much as I can. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? Yes. Have a dream that keeps coming back? Yes. Play an instrument? Chopsticks and Heart and Soul on the piano. Mash, Little House on the Prairie, and Simple Gifts on the recorder. Drums on the steering wheel. Believe there is life on other planets? Odds are there's gotta be. Remember your first love? Yep. Still love him/her? Nope. Read the newspaper? Yes, over Calvin's shoulder on Sunday. Have any gay or lesbian friends? No, actually. But I don't have many friends at all, so I'm not discriminating or anything. Believe in miracles? My whole life is a miracle. Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever? So far it hasn't been difficult at all. Consider yourself tolerant of others? Almost too much so. Consider love a mistake? Absolutely not. Like the taste of alcohol? Too much, sometimes. Have a favorite candy? Peanut M+M's, Reece's Penutbutter Cups, and those round chocolate thingies with the hazelnut in the center surrounded by chocolate, contained in a wafer shell, coated with more chocolate and crushed hazelnuts. Believe in Astrology? No. Horrorscopes can be interpreted in any way to fit the happenings of the day. Believe in magic? Depends on what kind of magic. Believe in G-d? Completely. Pray? A few times a week, if I had to quantify it. Go to church? Only when Calvin's grandparents ask us to. Have any secrets? From some people, yes. From one person, absolutely none. Have any pets? Gagdet, Gypsy, Kye, Minerva, and Juno. Talk to strangers who instant message you? It's never happened to me. Wear hats? Only after I've worn my motorcycle helmet. Then I have a cap to hide my hair. Have any piercings? Two in my left ear, three in my right ear, one in my bellybutton. Have any tattoos? Three. A gecko on my hip, a fantasy scene on my right shoulder, and the Japanese symbol for "love" on my left shoulder. Hate yourself? Sometimes. Have an obsession? Calvin. Collect anything? Daily journal reads, ticket stubs, cookbooks and recipes, paperback books. Have a best friend? Yep! Wish on stars? Falling stars, yes. Like your handwriting? Printing, yes. Cursive, no. Have any bad habits? None that are bad to *me*, but are annoying to others. Care about looks? Mine - unfortunately, yes. Other's - no. Believe in witches? I'm not sure. Believe in Satan? If I believe in God, does that mean I believe in Satan? I know, don't answer a question with a question. Believe in ghosts? Yes. Believe in Santa? I *am* Santa. Believe in the Easter Bunny? I *am* the Easter Bunny. Believe in the Tooth Fairy? I *am* the Tooth Fairy. Have a second family? Not anymore. Trust others easily? Not anymore. Like noise? Depends on my mood. Take walks in the rain? When it's not too cold outside. Kiss with your eyes closed? Usually. Sing in the shower? Oh God, yes. Own handcuffs? Not the *metal* kind... Have any scars? Chickenpox scars, a scar on my leg from a surgery, a scar on the back of my hand from an injury, a scar on my heel from stepping on glass as a child. Okay, who is taking the survey next? |