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1. Where is your cell phone? Purse

2. Your significant other? Cleaning

3. Your hair? Sloppy

4. Your mother? Heaven

5. Your father? Mexico

6. Your favorite? Halloween

7. Your dream last night? Olbermann

8. Your favorite drink? Tea

9. Your dream/goal? Sleep

10. What room you are in? Living

11. Your hobby? Organizing

12. Your fear? Kidnappers

13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Working

14. Where were you last night? Spencer’s

15. Something that you are not? Skinny

16. Muffins? English

17. Wish list item? Housekeeper

18. Where you grew up? Happy

19. Last thing you did? Dishes

20. What are you wearing? Slippers

21. Your TV? Yes

22. Your pets? Ashes

23. Friends? Distant

24. Your life? Unique

25. Your mood? Ennui

26. Missing some one? Mom

27. Car? Equipped

28. Something you’re not wearing? Smile

29. Your favorite store? Target

30. Your favorite color? Black

33. When is the last time you laughed? Earlier

34. Last time you cried? Nightmare

35. Who will resend this? Someone

36. One place that I go to over and over? Arizona

37. One person who texts me regularly? Babysitter

38. My favorite place to eat? Plates

39. My favorite food? Wine

40. Last time you had sex? Satisfying

1. Hardcover or paperback, and why? paperback, because i usually read in bed and resting a book on your boobs when you are pregnant - not so much.

2. If I were to own a book shop I would call it….The Bookhouse (after the Bookhouse Boys on Twin Peaks) or Dramatis Personae, and sell lots of plays.

3. My favorite quote from a book (mention the title) is…From Snakes and Earrings, by Hitomi Kanehara: “I often like to think that if sunlight reached into everywhere on the entire planet, I’d find a way to turn myself into a shadow.”

4. The author (alive or diseased) I would love to have lunch with would be …David Sedaris - I mean COME ON, a gay guy, at lunch?!?

5. If I was going to a deserted island and could only bring one book, except from the SAS survival guide, it would be… Lolita.

6. I would love someone to invent a bookish gadget that…I’m stealing Kate’s answer here…a book holder that would allow me to read on my side and turn the page when i blink.

7. The smell of an old book reminds me of…paper.

8. If I could be the lead character in a book (mention the title), it would be….The Vampire Lestat

9. The most overestimated book of all time is…The fucking DaVinci Code

10. I hate it when a book…is written by MaryJanice Davidson.

nicked from the lovely SIL

Here is how it works: Copy this list, leave in the bands you’ve seen perform live, delete the ones you haven’t, and add new ones that you have seen until you reach 25. An asterisk means the previous person had it on their list. Two asterisks means the last two people who did this before you had that band on their list.

i didn’t leave in any bands from the SIL….sad - we are opposites when it comes to music.

1. Def Leppard
2. David Bowie
3. U2
4. Prince
5. Limited Warrenty
6. The Honeydogs
7. The Gear Daddies
8. The Black Crowes
9. Bob Mould
10. Tori Amos
11. Duran Duran
12. BR 549
13. Pink Floyd
14. Sinead O’Connor
15. Hootie and the Blowfish
16. Joey Molland & Badfinger
17. Jimmy Page & The Black Crowes - i count this seperate, since they only played Zeplin tunes.
18. Madonna
19. Babel Gilberto
20. Dogstar - Keanu’s band -ugh i hate to even admit it!
21. Ron Sexsmith - on the 29th
22. Raul Malo - on October 2.

that’s all i can think of, i’m sure i’ve been to more loser shows at first ave, but i’m not counting all the bullshit gigs i’ve been too. i’ve blocked a lot of those out.

TEN FIRSTS
First best friend: Jenny Chesner in kindergarten - she had laura ingles braids and we were totally BFF’s!
First screen name: Owlynne - it was AOL, come on!
First Pet: Flower - a skunk, given to my Dad as a gag gift - gag is right!
First Piercing: my ears for aunt iowa’s first wedding, i was 12 and my dad was totally against it. we did it anyway
First Crush: Rickey Schroeder from Silver Spoons
First Record: I’m not sure, had to be Free to Be You and Me, or something like that
First Car: 1979 Ford LTD - my parent bought it during the 1988 World Series
First Love: gah! come on! ::sighs:: PT, always PT.
First stuffed animal: i think my dad bought the largest white teddy bear he could find for my arrival home from the hospital.

NINE LASTS
Last alcoholic beverage: a glass of Chard at the Olive Garden, two days before i knew i was preggers
Last car ride: yesterday, went to Babies R Us and Don Pablo’s.
Last movie seen: probably The Day After Tomorrow on TNT, while i had the flu.
Last phone call made: Psycho Jen, this AM
Last CD played: Magnet’s On Your Side
Last bubble bath: who knows
Last time you cried: yesterday morning while boo was having a fit at six o’clock in the morning.

EIGHT HAVE YOU EVERS
Have you ever dated one of your best friends: yeah, Gib in high school
Have you ever been arrested: arrested? no, not actually arrested. i’ve been put in cuffs though, and not the good kind.
Have you ever skinny dipped: hell yeah!
Have you ever been on tv: yes, protesting Iraq War I back in the 90’s.
Have you ever kissed someone, and then regretted it: oh my yes!
Have you ever had a sex dream about someone: all the time
Have you ever had sex? not that i remember, no

SEVEN THINGS YOU ARE WEARING
toe nail polish
shorts
tank
skivvies
toe ring
wedding ring
hair thing

SIX THINGS YOU’VE DONE TODAY
read Super Fly Guy
took nap
made eggs
IM-ed
chatted with neighbours
picked a band-aid off boo’s shirt

FIVE FAVOURITE THINGS IN NO ORDER
sleeping
drinking wine
going to the movies
talking with friends
being with hubbin and boo

FOUR PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ALMOST ANYTHING TO
boo
hubbin
JCSG
steege

THREE CHOICES
1. Black or White: black
2. Hot or Cold: cold
3. Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla

TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
refinish the cabin
clean my bathrooms

ONE THING YOU REGRET
not getting lasar hair removal sooner

some people have a strong adversion to reading dream posts, JCSG, Kelly, and i all feel that dream posts mean nothing to anyone but the dreamer. which is true. but this dream i had last night was awesome, honest.

ok, first of all, i was 16. and for whatever reason we were at a party hosted by Prince. (minnesota girls will always, always, at some point in thier lives, have a dream about Prince).

and get this, i was a violin protégé. so at the party, i meet a dashing, awkward, 19 year old bartender. the party turned out to be a photo op for Prince and all of the good things he does to encourage artistic youth. so it was kind of like the mickey mouse club. i got paried up with the 19 year old and sparks flew. innocent fun sparks from your 16 year old self before you really knew what sex was and took intense pleasure from deep kissing and new touch. and just typing the memory is making me feel good.

we broke off from the crowd and started exploring Prince’s mansion. for whatever reason, like there is reason to dreams, Prince had a bakery in his house. and there was a whole room with glass cases holding shinny doughnuts and cakes and tarts and candy and pie. the boy and i, desperately holding hands, shared a mini birthday cake. he let me eat the frosting roses and licked the sugar from my lips. i have never been so happy.

then some bullies showed up. they wanted to trash the bakery and we wouldn’t let them. but the boy, not having found his adultness, backed down. he gave way to the bullies and let go of my hand. and then the worst thing happened. my adult-self interjected and gave the boys a serious scolding - in my 16 year old body. they ran off.

and my boy, my sweet, sweet boy, he left me. he said i was too harsh. i was too like a man, and not enough like the girl he fell in love with. you feel in love with me?, i cried. (those peach and lemon days of youth when you could fall in love in 20 minutes, live a lifetime with each other in two hours and then carry the sorrow and scars for the rest of your life) there was still hours left of the party, and we had to decend a staircase arm in arm for another photo op. and he was so hurt and so disappointed in me, his arm had no strength in it for me. it was just there, not for me to hold onto, or lean against, or pull myself up by. it was there, just waiting to let go. and i’ve never been so sad. the photographer didn’t even take our picture.

i woke up sad, lamenting those days when i had the potential to be loved so fiercely.

then i hear shrieks and peals of laughter and “mommy, WAKE UP!” and boo is jumping on the bed and wanting to give me a big hug and her thin little arms of summer wrap around my neck in the morning. and i’m the only one for her. the only one.

the boy fades…even putting him down here doesn’t mean he’ll last. but i do still have the potential to be loved fiercely. these little arms of summer prove it.

Here we go with the memeage of the past…
Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school! The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be.

1. Who was your best friend?
psycho jen and gib

2.What sports did you play?
i played basketball - and i smoked the whole time!

3. What kind of car did you drive?
loving nicknamed the bundy-mobile - it was a 1973 Ford LTD.

4. It’s Friday night, where were you?
bon fire at jen’s

5. Were you a party animal?
umm…does cutting class to sit in the parking lot drinking guiness and watching purple rain make me a party animal? you decide

6. Were you considered a flirt? a flirt, no. a tease, yes.

7. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?
gospel choir

8. Were you a nerd?
no. duh…i just said i was a tease.

9. Did you get suspended/expelled?
yes, twice. once junior year, once senior year. senior year i was sent home for smoking on school grounds.

10. Can you sing the fight song?
yep. hail to breck, our alma matre. to her we’ll be true. honor god and country, flag of gold and blue. our strong bonds will ne’er be broken, through we stray apart. friendships formed within these walls will live within each heart.

11. Who were your favorite teachers?
Paul Thomas and Paul Thomas, oh and there was Paul Thomas.

12. Where did you sit during lunch?
at the cool kids table - nah. the seniors had their own cafe. we would sit around and watch to see which teachers were coming out of the smoking lounge. usually i sat with jen, courtney, kate, jane, phillipe, gib, marty, etc. that is, when we ate at school.

13.What was your school’s full name?
Breck

14. School mascot?
The Mustangs

15. Did you go to Prom? yeah, twice. i was waiting for my kinda-boyfriend, kinda-friend Chad Dunkley to ask me and he never did. so when Sarah Dorman asked me in Aesthetics class who i was going to prom with, i told her i hadn’t been asked yet. Alex Britt perked up his ears and jumped at the chance to ask me out - even though i had a four year on-again-off-again relationship with his best friend Gib Bendell. i couldn’t shoot him down in front of the whole class, so i said yes. we doubled with psycho jen and her BF Dan Page. Then Andrew Greenberg asked me to his senior prom, at another school, SPA. he was two hours late picking me up (but it was ok, cuz he kept calling - he was at a stop hunger benefit). my mom took a picture of me sleeping on the couch in my prom dress all dolled up waiting for him.

16. If you could go back and do it over, would you?
nah, once was enough.

17. What do you remember most about graduation?
graduation was a blur. i was really sick with a fever and stuff. i remember that PT mentioned something about the snotty, rich kids being able to change their mind about as quickly as they would turn over in a tanning bed. that was hella funny and only made me love him more.

18. What was your fav. class?
art, and anything with PT.

19. Where were you on senior skip day?
i think i was drunk at Dawn Arnolds house….not sure though.

20. Did you have a job your senior year?
not during the school year, just babysitting.

21. Where did you go most often for lunch?
Burger King

22. Have you gained weight since then?
um…only about 100 lbs.

23. What did you do after graduation?
we had a senior lock-in and i was so sick i fell asleep.

24. When did you graduate? 1989

25. Who was your Senior prom date?
duh - see above. Alex Britt and Andrew Greenberg

26. Are you going to your 10 year reunion?
already did, and the 15 year reunion

27. Who was your home room teacher?
we didn’t have home room.

28. Who will repost this after you?
no one.

who knew i’d be a drama nerd?

fyi - this is a dream post. most people don’t like dream posts, but but this one really made me feel a whole lot better.

in my dream were my old roommie and her hubba let’s call them gilly and drew - and we were sharing a hotel room by a beach.
since gilly is my BFF she went out and got me a hot man. it was that foxy scot from ‘Lost’. and in my dream he sleeps naked.

so he crawls into bed with me, but is a perfect gentleman. and as i’m softly looking at his tanned back, i can’t resist the urge to touch his skin. as i do, he takes a deep breath and rolls over. we hug and tell him that i’m so sorry for everything that’s happened to him. he says “i’m so sorry for everything that’s happened to you.” i whisper into his chocolate and carmel locks, right behind his ear, “i wish so much i could do something to help you.” he wraps his arms around me tighter and says “i wish there was something i could do to help you.”

i smile into his skin and call him a copy cat. then he kisses me so wonderfully, all the air in my lungs goes out a little love spot at the back of my head and i’m filled with such joy and fantasy that i start to cry.

part of this crippling depression has left me dreamless and with no fantasy at all. i’m so greatful for this dream last night that i’ve been coming back to it in my mind all day. and it’s been a huge comfort to me.

it’s been a horrible day. i’ve been sleeping for most of it though. hubbin finally kicked my fat ass out of bed at quarter to four. we went to the park and that’s all i’ve done today.

it has come to my attention that lili taylor would not play me in the movie of my life - apprently the part has long been promised to joan cusak.

my deepest apologies to ms. cusak.

if I could be in any band ever…..
i’d be one of those big black sister’s singing back up for the black crowes. can you sting me? HELL YEAH BABY!

in high school i was….
voted most likely to become a pro-wrestler..assholes.

choose one…
fantasy island or love boat? - fantasy island - and i’d wish to be on the love boat.
rosie o’donnell or star jones - totally rosie - i loved her talk show and i had a soft spot for large, big mouthed women (being that i am one).

who would star in the movie of my life…
lili taylor - i think she has enough spunk and depth - she’d need to work on her comic timing though.

if you’re a fan of this, don’t even talk to me…
Applebee’s. their food sucks, the service is terrible, the menu has only four things on it. it’s like where white trash people go when they want to dress up and go out some place fancy.

who was your first famous friend?
probably jesse the body ventura - he and my dad were both big into politics in brooklyn center. i met him a few times and it was very intemidating. no wonder they voted me most likely to be a pro-wrestler….assholes.

you’re stranded on a desert island and must resort to cannibalism. who do you eat first? jason priestley, jennie garth, luke perry, or shannen doherty?
i’d say doherty - she’d be tough, but you could probably smoke her and turn her into jerky fairly easily.

when’s the last time someone yelled at you?
hmmm….good question, i’m not the type of girl that gets yelled at. probably my daughter, telling me to let go of something or because i was making her brush her teeth.

what’s your biggest extravagance?
probably the two krispy kreme’s i get twice a week with a large dr. pepper.

pick a Charlie’s Angel:
farrah fawcet, kate jackson, jaclyn smith, cheryl ladd…
i’d be bosley.