1. What is your occupation? Architect
3. What are you listening to right now? The hum of computers and randow office noise.
4. What was the last thing you ate? Spicy vegetarian chili - watch out!
5. Do you wish on stars? No, but like Dan, I'm not agin it.
6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Burnt Umber - just because.
7. How is the weather right now? Gorgeous - sunny and 65.
8. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Faith
9. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Nobody sent it to me.
10. How old are you today? 34.
11. Favorite drink? Depends on the situation - good beer, soda pop, Slurpee....
12. Favorite sport to watch? College basketball, at its very best.
13. Have you ever dyed your hair? Yes, for a vampire costume, Halloween 1990?.
14. Do you wear contacts or glasses? Glasses every day, contacts for sports.
15. Pets? Yes, Primus
16. Favorite month? Late April/early May as everything blooms.
17. Favorite food? Indian or pizza.
18. What was the last movie you watched? Ray.
19. Favorite day of the year? Tough to say.
20. What do you do to vent anger? Yell and swear.
22. Hugs or kisses? Hugs from most, kisses from a few.
23. Cherry or Blueberry? Blueberry.
24. Do you want your friends to email you back? Yes please.
28. When was the last time you cried? Recently, though can't remember specific event.
29. What is on the floor of your closet? shoes and wayward laundry
30. What friend have you had the longest? Dan.
31. What did you do last night? Started putting music mix together for Faith's mom's wedding.
32. Favorite smell? Fresh spring or crisp fall.
34. What are you afraid of? Untreatable pain.
35. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Spicy veggie burger.
36. Favorite car? The one that gets me there with good gas mileage.
37. Favorite dog breed? Currently, Primus.
38. Favorite TV show? Simpsons.
39. Number of keys on your key ring? 4 including one I don't remember the purpose for.
40. How many years at your current job? Lord, 9 in June.
5 comments:
Some exact same answers as me in there, cowboy. Wow on the nine years.
I copied your entire post and edited as necessary.
9 years no shit, huh?
aHA!!!
Yes, I think I called it when I came up with "untreatable pain." I always fear that when I get back from the local Mexican restaurant.
I don't fear withering gas pain, for the cure is very satisfying.
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