100 things, part three
41. I’m terrible at keeping in touch with my friends. Sorry!
42. When I was 13, I could talk on the phone for hours every singly day. As an adult, the last thing I want to do is talk on the phone.
43. I deeply feared getting an episiotomy when in labor. The thought of have my vay-jay-jay spliced open makes me quiver. And not in the way that one should be quivering down there.
44. I say the things that everyone else is thinking but doesn’t have the balls to say.
45. I wear reading glasses in front of the computer
46. I cannot keep plants alive. And yet I yearn for a vegetable garden in the back. Go figure
47. My first car was a Mazda 323 hatch-back. The vinyl seats could cause second degree burns in the summer
48. I lost my virginity in that car
49. I was in color guard for three years in high school. We placed 10th in the world for our division.
50. When I was 15, my friend Nancy and I watched Grease 2 until we could recite the entire movie word for word.
51. My bra size is 36DD. Yes, their big. But do you have to stare at them?
52. I wanted to join the Peace Corp after college, but never got around to applying.
53. I was a huge fan of the Babysitter’s Club book series. I tried to start my own babysitter’s club with the girls in my neighborhood, but they ahem weren’t of the same ahem caliber as I was.
54. I am bossy
55. In college, my friend Carmen and I made up our own cocktail. You take a Shirley Temple (7up and grenadine) and add a ton of vodka. We called it the Betty Ford. I’m sure the cocktail was the culprit to many girls taking off their tops at Frat Parties.
56. I have great hair. Christian, one of my BFF’s, once said that we were like Will and Grace. He was fabulous like Will. And I had big hair like Grace.
57. I don’t shave my legs in the winter.
58. I can always trust my gut. But I don’t always act as quickly as I should.
59. I’ve had more bad bosses than good ones
60. I like extra sharp cheddar cheese.







Oooohhh, #44 is a good one! I tend to be like that too. If it's begging to be said, why not be the one to say it...right?
Posted by: bits & pieces | March 21, 2008 at 08:32 PM