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You are
Rogue
You're Rogue, but not half as angsty and southern as the original. Your habit of absorbing people's energy and powers on touch means that skin/skin contact with other people isn't a good idea, unless you're feeling mean.

Which X2 Character Are You?

Because it's the 10th where I am...

Happy Berfday, chappell!

Have a great day!

Unce...Tice...Fee Tines A Mady...

Well, I suppose it's my turn.

First bike: First two-wheeler? It was a pink and white bike that I think my dad bought from a neighbor. It was named "Pepper." Yes, it had a name.

First best friend: Rebecca Fowler. We met in elementary school, both 10 years old. We were in art class, standing in a line to get paste, and there was a poster of the zodiac on the wall. I said, "ooh, there's mine, Scorpio." She said, "mine too! When's your birthday?" "October 28th." Her mouth dropped open, "me too!" We found out we're exactly 15 minutes apart, and she's been my best friend ever since. It's been almost 18 years we've known each other.

First real memory of something: Chewing a piece of Hubba Bubba grape bubble gum so long that it melted in my mouth.

First car: Still to come. The first car I remember was a yellow Pinto my parents called "Tweety Bird."

First lover: Rustin. Handsome thug. His cousin was the voice for young Nala in "The Lion King." It didn't end well.

First date: My senior prom, can you believe it? My parents wouldn't let me date in high school. With Paul. Oh, the fool I made of myself over him.

First real kiss: With Mike, after finally realizing that Paul was just never gonna happen. I was 18.

First break-up: Rustin...he dumped me after he'd spent the night in jail. Ayuh.

First time you had sex that meant something: To the both of us? When I was 23, with Fred.

First screen name: I've been Sexyscholar since 1998. Nothing else will do. :)

First album purchased: A 45 of "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen. God, I loved that song!

First concert: Still to come.

First funeral: I don't think I was related to him, but we called him "Uncle Dub." I was 10 or so.

First pet: The first I remember was a dog named Peanut.

First president voted for: Bill Clinton. Yup. Any guy that can use a cigar that way gets my vote.

First piercing/tattoo: Piercing: I don't remember it; my mother had my ears pierced when I was just a wee bebeh. My first tatt was just last year.

First apartment: Living in it right now.

First independent home: Still to come.

First credit card: *laughs hysterically* Oh, sorry. I've never had one.

First independent holiday: Going to Kings Dominion with my ex-husband, another friend, and her boyfriend to celebrate our recent nuptuals. I think that was the best memory of my marriage. Huh.

First enemy: Vickie Johnson. We'd been really good friends. She got me a birthday present. When hers came around, I couldn't afford a gift, only a card. She started prank calling me and calling me "bitch," and hanging up. She tried to get me beat up by somebody in my choir, by spreading rumors. Fortunately, the girl knew that I would never have said the stuff that was being spread around. I shit you not. This was stupid to make up. :p

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Harrison Ford movie on..."Presumed Innocent."

Harrison...*drool*

Good Lord...

While randoming, I found this journal. It's a Friends-Only, so you can't read it. But the profile scared me.

Geez...but, everyone's entitled to their own journal.