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
Tuesday, March 28, 2006 You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why....I'm being plagued by a green ball. I don't know if it's one of the shiny children's toys they sell in those tall bins at Toys-R-Us that made a break for it, or if it's someone's evil sit-up torture device that they kicked to the curb. Either way, it was wedged between my car tire and the curb last week. I removed it so I wouldn't flatten it when I drove off only to find it wedged between the tire and curb of a car parked further down my block. Where it stayed for a day or two (while the illegally parked car accrued a couple parking tickets). And imagine my surprise to discover the green bouncy ball in our backyard this morning. Which is a rather tricky feat considering that the majority of our yard is fenced except for the driveway. Maybe someone knows that I need cheer and is trying to evoke happy childhood memories of mine by having a ball chase me around because I would almost be inclined to believe that someone threw it over the fence. Or maybe the ball just likes me. Either way, I released it out to the street again today, and I wouldn't be surprised to see it seated politely in my desk chair at my cube tomorrow morning.
Evidence of me being a sap, easily moved by childhood memories: a music video with Curious George made me cry the other morning.
Evidence of wonderful people knowing I need good cheer: Suz and Amy sending cards, and Pnut sending a card, complete with a crossword puzzle and Starbucks card. Ahh...everyone knows me so well. Thank you ladies!!!
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For Amy's birthday last Fri, the boy took it upon himself to celebrate a fondness of Amy and Dave's (and mine, and should be everyone else's), that being Will Ferrell as a member of Blue Oyster Cult playing the cowbell. So Amy was lucky enough to receive, not only a CD containing all songs with cowbell, but her very own cowbell, complete with stick and gloves (for those realllly rockin' out moments). There promises to be hours of endless entertainment with just a simple musical instrument.
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For my field work that I have to complete as the last part of my Master's program in the spring/summer, I'm required to have all of my immunizations updated and a recent TB test. Got all caught up on that today, however I think my arms are going to fall off now. Oh, and it's a good thing that the people working at the health department don't make comission per patient they serve, because there wasn't a whole lotta spring in their steps. But the one woman was spry enough to yell at an old man who turned up the volume on the television so he could better hear Casper the Friendly Ghost.
