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Yeah.

So, I'm on my way to get the mail. I get in the elevator, and as the doors close, I get in my best 24 stance and say, "GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!"

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I really need to go home.



I might do one of those phone post thingies today, if I can come up with something to say.


Edit: Yes, I was alone in the elevator. I haven't gone completely off my nut yet.

A boring bunch of firsts and lasts.

From ruby_slippers' journal.

First kiss: This boy named Roberto (who became my "boyfriend" after much debate between my parents as to whether or not I should have one) kissed me in the coat closet (it wasn't a closet, really. It was this space behind the classroom where we hung up our coats. Anyway.) I was 9. It was icky.
First real kiss: When I kissed Mike at the pier. That was the first time I kissed somebody and felt "the sparks." Nothing else happened though. (If a certain friend hadn't been visiting, there probably would have been more...dammit.) I was 17.
First job: KFC. Kill me.
First screen name: It's always been der sexyscholar
First self-purchased album: tape: I think it was Boyz II Men's first album.
First funeral: My great uncle Dub when I was, 7 or 8 I guess. I didn't really remember him, but I cried because everybody else was.
First pets: I remember 2 dogs early in my life, Sausage and Peanut. I can't remember which was first...it might have been Peanut.
First piercing: Ears, when I was just a few months old. I don't remember it.
First true love: Paul...jeepers, I was nuts for that boy.
First big trip: Probably when I went to New York back in college. It was before 9/11/01 and the city was just awesome. It looked like a movie.

Last big car ride: Probably the trip from Maryland to Michigan when we moved here. We didn't have another car, and there wasn't enough room in the cab of the moving truck, so we were in the back. Yes. With all the furniture. Narrowly missed getting clocked with a suitcase.
Last good cry: When I found out my dad has cancer.
Last movie seen: Bits and pieces of Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back last night.
Last beverage drank: Orange juice
Last food consumed: Half a cinnamon-walnut muffin
Last phone call: Assistant to the mayor
Last TV show watched: 24
Last shoes worn: Brown mid-heel pumps
Last CD played: Desert Session 9 & 10
Last item bought: Delivered pizza
Last disappointment: Not being able to go to my high school reunion.
Last soda drank: Pepsi, Monday night.
Last ice cream eaten: I think I had an Oreo ice cream sandwich sometime last week.
Last shirt worn: Brown and tan zig-zag striped. Long sleeved. One of my favorite shirts.