One for mixing my Slurpee flavours.
A proper five-finger typist.
Crying about it if I can laugh instead.
Going more than two days without a shower.
As different from my parents as I’d like to think.
Comfortable with being ignored.
Pro-knicknack.
In possession of enough books.
Ever going to get totally accustomed to the amount of rain around here.
Good at remembering to eat leftovers.
A big fan of ringtones.
Even remotely functional at building IKEA furniture.
Into this — or any other — season of Survivor.
Totally adverse to country music.
Very interested in “bad boys” anymore. Wait. I never was.
Ever going to hand my house over to anyone on TLC.
As big on sweet as I am on sour or salty.
Even half as healthy as I’d like to be yet.
Photogenic.
A backseat driver.
Without irony.
With the band.
Whatever. I happen to think you are quite photogenic.
And I’m willing to bet there are others who’ll back me up on that.
I agree. But most of the other things? Make me determined to meet you the next time I’m at the Coast.
Re photogenic – I would say that about me too, however, I *really* think it’s about the skill of the photographer.
Are too!
Oops — that was just a reflex. Damn my siblings….
I’m not: missing a day without reading your blog!
The one thing from high school that I learned, retained, and have used ever since (other than some dodge ball moves) is the five finger style. It’s an important part of my repertoire of really uptight styles.