3.31.2008

Tag-a-lagged like it's hot

Thanks for the stuff, PT. The dark alley does your complexion justice.

The instructions are to staple one word of my choosing directly outside the colon. I'm supposed to tag seven of my peeps, but everyone I know has already done it. Go!

You're feeling: peckish
To your left: plate
On your mind: Homer
Last meal included: chocolate
You sometimes find it hard to: think
The weather: gray
Something you have a collection of: flats
A smell that cheers you up: fire
A smell that can ruin your mood: excrement
How long since you shaved: tomorrow
The current state of your hair: shellacked
The largest item on your desk right now (besides computer): plumeria
Your skill with chopsticks: intermediate
Which section you head to first in the bookstore: fiction
And after that?: poetry
Something you are craving: miso
Your general thoughts on the presidential race: hope
How many times you've been hospitalized this year: zero
A favorite place to go for quiet time: ocean
You've always secretly thought you'd be a good: psycho
Something that freaks you out a little: time
Something you've eaten too much of lately: chocolate
You have never: conceived
You never want to: scream

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I forgot to thank you for the compliment! Thanks!

I'm a bad person.

(The password is "ocoks," which seems like a great name for most bars, but with an Irish twist.)

4/18/2008 10:44:00 PM  

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