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
Friday, December 17, 2004 It's the most wonderful time of the year....Yesterday couldn't have turned out any better than if I had actually willed it to happen the way it did. And I think it's fair to say, I'm completely smitten.
He's been mentioned here before: eye candy in my department, hair that I'm crazy about (more about that in a sec), Orlando Bloom's long lost twin (more on that in a second), having a fun crush, assuming I'd never actually have a conversation with him? Yup that's the one.
Yesterday we had our department holiday potluck. Which in and of itself would have made it one of my favorite days of the year. And it's always a popular event where there's never enough room in the lounge where we have it to seat everyone. So Orlando showed up late and they were pulling in more chairs trying to find extra space to put them. So from across the room, our administrator yells, "Lisa, is there some extra room next to you?" If not, I was about a fraction of a second away from offering up my lap. So Orlando sat throughout all of lunch and chatted with me and my other two co-workers. Did I mention smitten? If he looked good from far away, now after talking to him he looks even better. I had to blame my slightly trembling hands on the air conditioning. He's incredibly friendly and personable (but not in an ADD kind of way), and I swear that it was everything I could do to not lean over and run my fingers through his hair. It's the kind of curly that separates into thick locks. Yummy. We joked about middle names (me strategically withholding my nickname that combines my middle name with fruit), getting along with our co-workers, getting the mean cashier lady fired. We were one of the last few people to leave the lunch well after 1pm.
After recounting this story to my roommate last night, she freaked when she found out that he looks exactly like Orlando Bloom, due to some massive obsession with him. And equally with Lord of the Rings movies. So she told me that I had to hook her up with a brother or something. Which, considering that he has a twin brother, works out well. She freaked out even more when I told her that. But I swear I'm not over-imagining our comfortable, happy future together. It was just a damn fine way to spend a Thursday afternoon.
On that note, my roommate and I are hosting a Friday night dinner tonight in honor of Parini's return to MI. So I should probably get-a-cleanin'. Those dustbunnies under the table aren't going to hop their own little asses over to the garbage can. Have a lovely Friday night. XOXOXOXOXOXOX
8:34 AM
