Firsts and Lasts And All Manner of Nuttiness In Between

Quality filler swiped from Sheila...read on after the jump if you're interested.

FIRSTS
First job: depends upon if this is a paycheck job or not. First job without a paycheck was babysitting. First job with a paycheck was telemarketing for my brother and I'm still ashamed about it so don't ask.
First screen name: I'm not saying because, miraculously, I still use it today.
First self purchased CD: The first "CD" I bought was Steve Miller Band's Greatest Hits '74-78. Try and beat that one for style points.
First piercing/tattoo: NO PART, and I repeat, NO PART of my body is either pierced or tattooed. Bleech.
First true love: I think the key word there is "true." And that would be the man I married.
First enemy: That would have to be Tony Constantino. We were seated next to each other on the first day in kindergarten and he made it known he didn't like this situation. Because I was a girl. I tried to win him over, but he wasn't having it so I decided he'd be my enemy from there on in. Tony knew precisely how to drive me up the wall, and it had to be my luck that, from there on in, we were always in the same class in grade school---from first to eighth grade---and I always was seated next to him, because, FOR SOME REALLY FREAKIN' STRANGE REASON, the nuns thought I could get him to behave himself. Don't ask me why, but there was this M.O. on the part of the teachers that if you put a good girl next to a "bad"---i.e. misbehaving---boy, they'd straighten up and fly right because you'd annoy them to death or something. Unfortunately, it was generally the other way round. My sister has a similar tale of woe.

LASTS

Last big car ride: Omaha to MSP with the husband. Boooooring as usual. No one can make Iowa interesting.
Last kiss: Hmmm. It's the husband, obviously, but we haven't swapped spit since yesterday morning. Lots of little kisses here and there, but no full-on making out for over twenty-four hours.
Last library book checked out: Bodyguard of Lies by Anthony Cave Brown. Which I now own, thanks to a lovely Barnes and Noble gift card from my in-laws!
Last movie seen: In the theater? That would be Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Absolutely NOTHING is tripping our trigger this holiday movie season.) And for the home theater experience, the husband and I watched Underworld to bone up for the sequel which is coming out soon, and before that we watched The Forty-Year-Old Virgin which was one of the funniest movies I've seen in a looooooong time.
Last beverage drank: Of an adult variant? Well, that would be {insert drumroll here} chardonnay! I'm currently drinking a nice cup of tea.
Last food consumed: A bowl of chili.
Last phone call: Chatting with my mother the other day.
Last CD played: We're into mp.3's here at the Cake Eater Pad, so this would take us back to the Christmas Trip to Omaha and that would be a very sweet, and very rare, U2 mix that Mr. H. made. It's full of live performances, B-sides and imports---AND IT'S SO DAMN COOL!
Last annoyance: That the tonic in my Sapphire and Tonic (lime on the bottom) was flat at the restaurant last night, and that I had to ask for a new one in a bar where you could barely move for all the posers hanging around.
Last pop drank: I had a Diet Coke with Lime on the way to Omaha---that was the 23rd of December.
Last ice cream eaten: Back when I was living the vicious cycle.
Last time scolded: Oh, Gosh, I don't know, but I'm sure it had something to do with something stupid that came out of my big, fat mouth and I'm also sure I deserved it.
Last shirt worn: One of James' Walk to Cure Diabetes tee shirts.

I....
I AM: currently overweight because I quit smoking. Bastards! No good deed goes unpunished!
I WANT: An eliptical for my home.
I HAVE: A Black and Decker motorized scrubber thingy coming to my house sometime soon (a backordered Christmas present) and I can't freakin' wait for it to get here! My shower is going to BE ALL THE WAY CLEAN SOON!
I WISH: my Black and Decker motorized scrubber thingy would get here already.
I HATE: Idiots. You know who you are.
I FEAR: People who revel in ignorance and would have the rest of the world be the same. They want my civilization and they can't have it. No matter how many planes they fly into skyscrapers.
I HEAR: Katie Holmes is having second thoughts about her psycho gay boyfriend.
I SEARCH: For my watch. It upped and disappeared sometime before Christmas and I can't find it to save my life. I know it's not under the bed, though, because I've looked there about a thousand times.
I WONDER: if plastic surgeons do pro bono liposuction. (No, really, I'm kidding.)
I REGRET: Not beating the shit out of Adam Gouttierre in the 7th Grade. The little fucker deserved it and it would have ended a great deal of agony that I endured because I was taught not to hit. Sometimes non-violence is just not the answer. Really and truly.
I LOVE: my husband so much I'd kill a cow for him.
I ALWAYS: babble like an idiot when I get nervous.
I AM NOT: the person people think I am.
I DANCE: When no one is watching. Because I am white chick and no one needs to see that.
I SING: When I don't think anyone is listening. Or when there are lots of other voices around, like when I'm in church.
I CRY: Like I'm going to tell you that. Dream on.

YES or NO:
YOU KEEP A DIARY: Yep.
YOU LIKE TO COOK: Yep.

DO YOU...?
HAVE A CRUSH: In what sense?
WANT TO GET MARRIED: Already am, thanks for asking, though.
GET MOTION SICKNESS: Yep.
THINK YOURE A HEALTH FREAK: Oh, hell no.
CURRENT HAIR COLOR: Brown with highlights
EYE COLOR: Hazel (Although my eyes, and my sister's too, are getting greener as we get older. It's kind of cool.)
BIRTHPLACE:Omaha

FAVORITES
NUMBER: ???
COLOR: Red
DAY: Thursday.
MONTH: I don't know. I can tell you which month is my least favorite, though, and that's January. Hands down.
SONG(S): Where The Streets Have No Name U2.
SEASON: Spring.
DRINK: Adult beverage? Well, that would be a Sapphire with Tonic (lime on the bottom). I also adore Chardonnay and, in case we're talking non-alky, well, orange pekoe tea works quite well, thank you ever so much.

PREFERENCES
CUDDLE OR MAKE OUT: Make out. Like Duh. There's time for cuddling later.
CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Hot chocolate.
MILK, DARK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE: Milk
VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE: Both.

IN THE LAST 24 HRS, HAVE YOU...
CRIED? Nope.
HELPED SOMEONE? Yep.
BOUGHT SOMETHING? Yep. A cup of coffee.
GOTTEN SICK? I was a little nauseous after bumming a smoke from Mr. H. this morning, but I don't think cigarette buzz counts as "getting sick."
GONE TO THE MOVIES? Nope
SAID 'i love you'?: Yep
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER: No
TALKED TO AN EX?: Nope
MISSED AN EX?: Nope
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL?: Nope
HAD A SERIOUS TALK?: Not really. Unless you think having a chat with Mr. H. about how badly he needs to start dating again counts as "serious" in which case you can count that, but otherwise...nope.
MISSED SOMEONE? Yep.
HUGGED SOMEONE? Yep.
MADE A GIRL MOAN? Uhhhh, nope.

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