Alphabet Soup à la Bookworm

[mousme]

A - act your age?
I don't think so. I act like a really really shy twelve-year-old, I think.

B - born on what day of the week?
No idea, and don't feel like looking it up.

C - chore you hate?
Cleaning the litterbox and laundry: I hate them equally.

D - dorkiest hobby?
Umm... maybe roleplaying? I also collect things compulsively for short periods of time.

E - essential makeup item?
Occasional eyeliner.

F - favorite actor?
Michael Caine, if I have to pick one.

G - gold or silver?
Silver, but I like gold too. Don't actually wear jewellery, though.

H - hometown?
Montreal, Canada.

I - instruments you play?
Recorder (soprano, alto, tenor), flute.

J - job title?
Customer Service and Sales Representative.

K - kids?
Not now, and I don't think I ever will as I'd make a terrible mother.

L - living arrangements?
Apartment with two cats and an aloe vera plant.

M - male body part that you love?
Buh? I never thought about it. *thinks* Nah, nothing I love. Sorry guys. ;)

N - number of people you've slept with?
None.

O - overnight hospital stays?
Lost count a while back. Several.

P - phobia?
Heights and crowds.

Q - quote you like?
"Capitalism is the unequal distribution of wealth. Communism is the equal distribution of misery." Attributed to Winston Churchill. It cracks me up every time.

R - religious affiliation?
Catholic.

S - siblings?
None that I know of.

T - time you wake up?
As late as I can get away with.

U - unique habit?
I'm sure none of my habits are unique. There must be other people out there who do the same things as I do.

V - vegetable you refuse to eat?
Fiddleheads. I blame my elementary school for breeding that particular aversion in me.

W - worst habit?
Chronic tardiness.

X - xrays?
Too many to count, most of them involving my head (I had a *lot* of concussions as a child), both hands, right foot, left arm. Many skull fractures, but otherwise only the left foot was actually broken.

Y - yummy food you make?
Brownies.

Z - zodiac sign?
Capricorn, born in year of the Horse. Which makes me unpredictable and flighty and hard to get along with, apparently. It explains a lot, actually. ;)

Comments

Motherhood

[vureoelt.livejournal.com]

They say that parenthood changes you, like some big parenting instinct kicks in once you're there. I don't see why you'd make a bad mother, nor do I think that you are fully able to gauge that trait in yourself until (if/when) you reach the critical point (of course, by then it's too late, so...). *shrugs*