Hometown: The Roch, MI (aka. The Crotch, aka. Crotchscratcher, aka. Crotchmolester, aka. Rochester)
Currently Living: Clawson, MI
Height: 5'8
Weight: Ha ha, yeah right
Favorite Color: Blue (preferably navy)
Profession: Researcher
Favorite Nickname: Trick, Sloan
Favorite Drinks:Vodka Tonic, Guinness, Diet Dr. Pepper, Dirty Martinis, red wine
Favorite TV Show: Friends, Sex & The City, Project Runway, The Amazing Race, Iron Chef America
Least Favorite TV Show: A Baby Story, I Love Lucy, Martha Stewart, Everybody Loves Raymond, every hour long drama
Favorite Books: The History of Love, Beloved, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, Fight Club, A Prayer for Owen Meany, The of Being, SurUnbearable Lightness vivor, Empire Falls, The Corrections, The Bell Jar
Favorite Movies: Little Miss Sunshine, Anchorman, The 40 Year Old Virgin, Wordplay, American Beauty, Life is Beautiful, Amelie, Breakfast Club, Singin In The Rain, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Sleeping Beauty, Dancer in the Dark, Duets, The Virgin Suicides, The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Austin Powers I, II & III, My Best Friends Wedding, Moulin Rouge, Tommy Boy, Billy Madison, The Shining, Gone With The Wind, Bridget Jones' Diary, Chicago, Love Actually
Guilty Pleasure Movies: Xanadu, Dirty Dancing, Overboard, Groundhog Day, Steel Magnolias, 10 Things I Hate About You, Bond movies, Footloose, Clue, Murder By Death, High Spirits, A Cinderella Story
What I Do Too Much: Check email, crossword puzzles, complain about my job to friends and family,
Obsessions: sushi, Indian food, ranch dressing, toenail polish, song lyrics, hands, awards shows, symmetry, avocados, maps, dreams, This American Life, the display in my car that tracks my MPG
Pet Peeves: loud eaters, slurping, gulping, arrogance, snoring, bad grammar, repetition, late mergers, ripping cardboard, the word "chunky", intolerance, couples in a restaurant sitting on the same side of a booth, pop-up ads, privacy manager, men that drive without shirts on, being foolish, unfairly jumping to conclusions, being made fun of, cat-calling, people who type too hard
Greatest Fear: crossing bridges
Relaxing Activites: late night drives to sing by myself, headstands, hot baths,
Wish I Was: Ansel Adams, Jenifer Aniston, in love, living alone
Prized Possessions: ring from my grandparents, flower pot of my Grandma's, electric blanket (temporarily broken), tongue scraper, my bed
Craziest Thing Ever Done: getting a tattoo, strip Jenga
Things I Eventually Want To Do: skydive, buy a guitar, learn how to play the aforementioned guitar, take flying lessons, travel to France, write a novel, learn how to play the harp, tap dancing lessons, run a marathon
Wednesday, October 02, 2002 You would do and say anything to make your everyday life seem less mundane....Do you know what today is? Today is the first year anniversary of my blog. Can you believe I've had the attention span to be doing this for a whole year? 365 glorious days. Ahhh, where the time has gone. And oh the good times we've had. I originally had the intention of making today's entry a retrospective of the last year, keeping track of things like number of swear words, number of rhetorical questions, number of times Parini's name was mentioned etc. But once I was up around 250 rhetorical questions, just through September, August and July, I figured it would be a fruitless effort, but helped to accentuate the fact that rhetorical questions allow me to be noncommital to any one opinon. Anyways, I hope that you too have had an enjoyable last year and thanks for stickin' around despite my ever-increasingly blah life.
I think I have dyslexia this morning. It has taken me forever to type anything because I keep switching the letters around. I'd like to tell you it's because I'm just such a fast typist that the computer just can't keep up, but the truth is that I'm slow as a slug this morning.
There's something wrong with my eye. I don't know if it's a stye or what, but little by little, it's getting redder, and more painful and more swollen. So likely by the end of the day, I'll be a cyclops. Driving home should be a trip.
Just not a whole lot to gab on about today. C'est tout pour aujourd'hui. Happy Hump Day.
Oh and the new song on repeat. I don't really know why I like this song. It's kind of hokey, and makes me feel very cheezy when I listen to it, but somehow, I end up still listening to it over and over again. Perhaps it's just another venerable nod to Oliva Newton-John's finest performance....
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