1. I get an inordinate amount of joy out of glitter.
2. And Chuck. I think Zachary Levi’s smile could be bottled and sold as a Fast-Acting Cure for Mondays, bad news and broke-ass computers.
3. All but one of my childhood friends were boys. They had better toys, better games, better clubs and better things to be when they grew up. None of which required curls or bows.
4. It is physically impossible for me to turn off any episode of “I love the 80s”.
5. I love playing Halo and Blazing Angels, but won’t play them without Travis because I haven’t ever bothered to learn how to navigate the xBox system.
6. My stylist has been helping me ‘grow out’ my hair for the last two years. IT IS THE SAME LENGTH NOW AS IT WAS WHEN WE STARTED. I’m thinking of skipping my next appointment and shaving the whole damn thing off. Having neglected it without him for 9+ months fueled by triplet hyper-hormones, it is FINALLY well past my shoulders, now longer than I’ve had it since I was 15 years old, and is COMPLETELY DEAD/UNMANAGEABLE/FALLING OUT EVERYWHERE/ANNOYING-I-HATE-IT and plan to hack it off at the first chance. Yay me.
7. My radio is tuned to this station 80% of the time. I really wonder if Trav ever thinks he lives in the AT&T Techno Twins commercial. ‘Cuz that’s me with the ribbon, baby.
All time favorites include “Fire” by Ferry Corsten (NSFW*), “Longest Road to Nowhere” by Morgan Page (SFW**), and “Into the Nightlife” by Cyndi Lauper (marginally safe…and weird).
8. I write in my head ALL. THE. TIME. Waiting in line at the bank. When I’m driving. While I’m sleeping. Basically whenever I can’t write it down.
9. Learning to laugh at myself and what to let go of are lessons I don’t quite have down yet. But I’m getting there.
10. When we moved to Salt Lake City, I was really worried my religion would be a problem. And it totally wasn’t. When we moved to Seattle, I wasn’t worried my religion would be a problem. And it kinda is.
11. I curse like a sailor at my computer. When I’m at work. With my headphones in. Usually because I’ve forgotten where I am. Fucking cubemates think it’s hi-larious.
12. I’m convinced my vet ‘runs out’ of 5lb bags of cat food on purpose. The next size up is a ginormous bag that costs $40 and requires two people to lift. Also? I could fit my entire cat in there and he’d still have enough air to last a week.
13. In Catholic School, I was bullied by my entire elementary class every day for two years. It was a horrible, spirit-killing experience that festered into severe clinical depression. All my years from middle school to college were wasted on suicidal fantasies and a total inability to interact with others. Going to a therapist was the most important thing I ever did for myself, and I’m a lot, lot, LOT better now. (This one’s for all those who live in the dark and think there’s no coming back. There is.)
14. I thought my favorite cookie in the world was a snickerdoodle, but wow. I just ate that entire bag of Williams Sonoma ginger spice cookies in less than 20 minutes.
15. I have an awful habit of putting more projects on my plate than I can ever finish.
16. My grandfather’s stories are so great; I laugh like an idiot at all the wrong places because I’m anticipating the punch line.
17. Yes, I DID CRY when Supergirl died during the Crisis on Infinite Earths. I also cried when Sam Beckett was stranded in time for all eterntity and Cutter lost his family for ten-thousand years. Your point is?
18. My parents used to show slides for family, friends and random strangers ‘in the den’. I thought it was awesome, except for that ONE PHOTO of me and a friend. Naked. On a swing set. WHEN WE WERE TWO. Dad liked to shuffle it around so it would show up in a different, unexpected place every time. (TOTALLY NOT INAPPROPRIATE IN ANY WAY, THANKS.)
19. Many a manager has made the mistake of calling me a perfectionist as a way to change my behavior. It was counterproductive for both of us.
20. I’ve been reading “John Adams” for the last six months. Every time I put it down, I start writing a love letter to David McCullough in my head. Which I haven’t sent. Because I’m fairly certain Simon & Schuster would take one look at it and go, “Oh look. The weekly ‘I’m-Related-To-John-Adams’ stalker wrote in early. SHRED.”
21. I eat Reese’s & M&M’s in even groups of twos, by matching color. Single colors are eaten with another single color, until only one candy is left (if any). Otherwise? The world DOES NOT MAKE SENSE.
22. “Let Your Soul Be Your Pilot” is a song that saved my life.
23. Used to be I had a really hard time saying anything to anyone. Now, anyone can get me started about almost anything and it’s hard to shut me up.
24. At the age of eleven, I was convinced my calling in life was to become a photographer for Greenpeace so I could travel the world throwing metaphorical rocks that would break the occasional Bastard Oil Tycoon Scandal or ten. Now my main goal in life is getting to and from work whenever the hell I need to, damnit, what do you MEAN GAS IS OVER $4?!
25. This year we will finally get pregnant. Or tour Europe and drink. EVERYTHING.
*NSFW – not safe for work (viewing at work)
**SFW – safe for work
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