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
Saturday, August 14, 2004 You can cross that line wheneever you want to....How excited I am about the Olympics!!!??? I'm watching swimming right now, and it makes me miss it so very very very bad. Just to remember the feeling when your stroke felt awesome, coming off your turn with a nice long push-off and the perfect turnover, and you would pull in those personal bests. One of the best feelings in the world. And I'm really trying to focus as I'm writing this, but I'm completely entranced.
When I was at the gym yesterday, the entire time I was there, all they talked about on CNN was Hurricane Charley. And for 5 full minutes straight, they just showed the satellite photo of the Florida coast with the green, yellow and orange swirl in it's 5 stage, time-lapse photo. Over and over and over and over. Even last night when we flipped CNN on, they had relegated the same satellite photo to the corner of the screen. We called my parents last night (quick reminder: they now live in Orlando), and my mom said that it was an experience that they never wanted to go through again. Their power went out at about 8pm, and she said that all of the bushes and trees within sight were completely flattened. They were all ready to move into their inner closet if needed, but didn't. None of their windows were broken or anything, but some of their roof tiles were ripped off. So all is ok in Solivita. My doggie survived unscathed too -- it's a good thing she can't hear thunder anymore. Wait, that's not a good thing...
Lunchtime. Later.
BTW -- Damn are volleyball players buff! Here's me mentally thinking, "perhaps I should spend a little more time in the sand. Oh wait. I hate sand."
