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March 05, 2008

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Sometimes I will count my paces, I won't even realize I'm doing it, sometimes I count in multiples, 3,6,9...for example. Usually I'm up in the vicinity of 50 before I become aware of what I'm doing.

Before I die I would like to learn how to surf. I don't have to be good at it, I just want to try it.

I would also like to be published in Rolling Stone

I smoke when I drink.

Although I am not a religious person, there's something strangely comforting about living across the street from a church.

 

I think Brian Posehn is hot.

Last night I very nearly lost control of my senses and kissed someone that I really have no business kissing no matter how nice it might be. I wasn't drunk.

I am not afraid to fly although whenever I board a plane I tap the outside of the plane twice with my right hand as I enter. If I don't do it I feel uneasy. I started doing this shortly after 9/11.

On my i-Pod I have a duet with  Brian Adams and Sporty Spice.

If I get up in time before work tomorrow I'm going to Trader Joes and stocking up on cheese.

I would rather eke out a living working at jobs I like than make more money at a job that makes me cry when I think about it.

When the weather finally improves I will start riding my bike to work, to the tune of 14 miles a day round trip.

As a little girl I was a doctor playing hussy. Primarily with my third grade boyfriend Andrew. A simple google search revealed that Andrew is now a professor of literature at a University in the UK, but to me he will always be the kid who wanted to play you show me yours and I'll show you mine.

I would like to do a photo series of buildings I have lived in. This would be tricky however since I don't anticipate returning to Jeddah, Beirut, or Riyadh any time in the near *ever*..not to mention the place we stayed in Beirut was bombed down after we left.

I want to go to Alaska

I also want to go to Scotland, Ireland and Wales...And Germany...And Marrakech...And Amsterdam

Everywhere really

I want to figure out a way to trick people into PAYING me to go to these places and take pictures...taking pictures MY way, mind you.

One day I'd like to live in a house with a porch swing.

When I live in said house I would like a dog...preferably a Bull Terrier, or a Greyhound..lest you think I'm forgetting who I am, believe me when I say there will still be cats. Lots of cats.

When I am old and decrepit (if I make it to old and decrepit) I would like to have interesting stories to tell...I should start working on that. Perhaps I should have kissed him.

Comments

Very nice. It's really good to speak your piece. Spring is right around the corner.

You should always follow your gut. who knows by not doing something you are altering what could have been a fantastic of fate. Word.

Plus then you could of ran around your bedroom singing "And then he kissed me" at the top of your lungs.

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