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ciciaye
LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Rachel
-- Birth date: 21 Feb. 1975
-- Nickname: None I'll own up to.
-- Current Location: va.us
-- Eye Color: Dark blue
-- Hair Color: Generally darkish brown or burgundy
-- Height: 5'8" or so
-- Righty or Lefty: Slightly righty
-- Zodiac Sign: Pisces
LAYER TWO:
-- The shoes you wore today: Black knock-around-the-house sandals
-- Your weakness: Too many to list, but animals, food and music are a good start.
-- Your fears: Not being good enough. Disappointing people, though I mainly manage it with myself. Having my pituitary tumor come back.
-- Your perfect pizza: It would involve lots of good cheese and a nice, yeasty, chewy crust resembling cardboard in no way.
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: Leading a reasonably happy, useful life.
LAYER THREE:
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: On anything similar, I probably overuse "Ah."
-- Your thoughts when you first wake up: Few beyond a frequently strong urge not to get up.
-- Your best physical feature: My eyes have always gotten the most comments.
-- Your bedtime: Not very set these days; depends on when I'm tired enough.
-- Most missed memory: Seems a common theme here--my grandfathers, and pets.
LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Coke, but I'd rather have something citrusy if I must have something fizzy.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Erm, Taco Bell? Not so fond of fast food, to begin with.
-- Adidas or Nike: I'll echociciaye here, and say neither. When I must wear that sort of shoe made in sweatshops, I buy decent-looking cheaper ones.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Instant iced tea is evil. Teabags even make it taste funky. Nirav, Gulab, Deep, Taj Mahal, or even Red Label are reasonable choices.
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate or lemon.
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Café au lait, please, preferably with chicory.
LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: Like a fiend
-- Cuss: More than I'd like to
-- Sing: Actually reasonably well, I'm told, but tend to be shy about doing so in public.
-- Take a shower everyday: At least once, unless I'm very ill or am having horribly dry skin in winter.
-- Have a crush(es): Not in a very long time.
-- Do you think you've been in love: Yep.
-- Like(d) high school: It was barely tolerable after I transferred schools.
-- Want to get married: Never did, partially due to some philosophical objections, but find myself about to do so anyway. ;)
-- Believe in yourself: Not nearly enough.
-- Get motion sickness: Didn't until I was 12 or so, but now get sick at the smallest provocation.
-- Think you're attractive: Probably average.
-- Think you're a health freak: No.
-- Get along with your parents: Reasonably well, considering I'm living with them at the moment.
-- Play an instrument: Not very well.
LAYER SIX:
In the past month, have you...
-- Drunk alcohol: Yes, though I frequently go months without thinking to do so.
-- Smoked: Am doing so now.
-- Done a drug: No illicit ones.
-- Had Sex: If I go months on end without doing so, it's not because I haven't thought about this, at least.
-- Made Out: Probably, though I feel a bit old to be answering this.
-- Gone on a date: See above.
-- Gone to the mall?: I avoid malls, but have had to pop in a time or two to buy things.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No; I prefer the Sunshine Biscuits type, whose name I can't remember at the moment, anyway. I did eat a whole whopping 6-oz. bag of sour cream and onion potato chips earlier in the week, though.
-- Eaten sushi: No, but I was considering making some rice balls later, possibly with sesame.
-- Been on stage: No
-- Been dumped: No, nor dumped anyone.
-- Gone skating: No, probably not since I was 12 or so.
-- Made homemade cookies: No, the oven isn't working. :(
-- Gone skinny dipping: No. Were I normally inclined to, I'd have to be a member of the Polar Bear Club to consider this a good idea here before June or July. *brrrr*
-- Dyed your hair: No, oddly enough; it's just brown now.
-- Stolen anything: If the last piece of chicken counts as anything beyond a bad lapse in table manners.
LAYER SEVEN:
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: That's a bit tacky for me, even when full-blown manic.
-- If so, was it mixed company: See above.
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: A couple of times; not something I care to repeat.
-- Been caught "doing something": As broad as that sounds, I've actually been caught doing surprisingly little of an embarrassing nature. I doubt it was that I didn't care.
-- Been called a tease: More likely to have been called a "frigid bitch"; heard the like a time or two when I was younger.
-- Gotten beaten up: It was close a couple of times.
-- Shoplifted: Once, when I was 13 and trying hard to be a juvenile delinquent--I still don't feel right about it.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: I've tried some external camouflage, but it didn't work too well and didn't last long.
LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: Erm, 29, at the rate I'm going.
-- Numbers and Names of Children: I never thought I wanted any, or would make a decent parent. Though I considered the idea of a "biological clock" a load of bull, I did suddenly find the idea of eventually having a couple of children not only less-than-repulsive, but actively appealing. (Talk about intrusive alien thoughts, at first!) Two would avoid the strange only-child socialisation I've seen too well, along with the added logistical problems of having three--too tidy as that sounds. Names are such a personal thing that I can't imagine coming up with names to fit a human child in advance.
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Something extremely simple which takes very little planning, possibly spur-of-the-moment. Who needs all that stress?
-- How do you want to die: After I've accomplished more (and I don't speak materialistically), and so that I don't know about it. Keeling over in my 90s of a sudden stroke, as a number of family members have done, might be good.
-- Where you want to go to college: I don't know that I really want to go back, to Virginia Tech or otherwise, at this point, but I probably should at least finish my BS at some point.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: I'm still not sure, and I'm 29. Being a vet, as I was planning, would be nice, but I'm not sure if it's the best plan for me. Being able to make a living writing has always appealed. My mom came up with an interesting suggestion a few days ago: looking into being an animal trainer. Whatever I do for paid work, I want to be a happy, caring person, and keep in mind that people are more important than things.
-- What country would you most like to visit: I must quoteciciaye here: "Lots of them, far too many to mention". I haven't had both time and money at the same time to do much travelling thus far.
LAYER NINE:
-- Best eye color? For some reason, I've always felt like mine should have been "chinquapin brown", but any color is nice on other people.
-- Best hair color? Any color, really; best if it goes well with the person's skin tone.
-- Short or long hair: Either very short or very long on myself. Not much preference on others, though non-raggedy long hair on men can be lovely. :)
-- Height: No preference on others; again, I've always had a strange almost body dysmorphic thing going, and have felt like I should be/am at least 6 ft. tall. Nobody else has suggested this, btw.
-- Best weight: Healthy enough to get around easily, in either a non-emaciated or non-corpulent way.
-- Best articles of clothing: Comfortable fabrics and/or interesting textures appeal to me.
-- Best first date location: It depends on the people involved, but opportunities for conversation and general fun are good.
-- Best first kiss location: Varies wildly. Very strange question, really.
LAYER TEN:
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: Can count them on both hands, I think; mainly extended family. I was a bit surprised it was so many--especially since I don't trust people easily--but that's a mostly-functional tribal society for you, I suppose. :)
-- Number of CDs that I own: No idea; upward of 100, I'd estimate, though.
-- Number of piercings: Ears, ten between them.
-- Number of tattoos: One, a triskele on my right leg just above the ankle, which I really need to get touched up a bit. Would like at least one more, the design for which I've have in mind for a while.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: Beyond the standard announcements: a few times for Baby Miss Bland County pageants (not at all the Jon Benet scene; my Nana thought it was cute *shudder*), once over a young writers' contest, a couple of times having letters published in the Roanoke (Virginia) Times, and once having a particularly cranky guest commentary published there.
-- Number of cars your family own: Two, three until I recently gave up on my old Datsun.
ciciaye LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Rachel
-- Birth date: 21 Feb. 1975
-- Nickname: None I'll own up to.
-- Current Location: va.us
-- Eye Color: Dark blue
-- Hair Color: Generally darkish brown or burgundy
-- Height: 5'8" or so
-- Righty or Lefty: Slightly righty
-- Zodiac Sign: Pisces
LAYER TWO:
-- The shoes you wore today: Black knock-around-the-house sandals
-- Your weakness: Too many to list, but animals, food and music are a good start.
-- Your fears: Not being good enough. Disappointing people, though I mainly manage it with myself. Having my pituitary tumor come back.
-- Your perfect pizza: It would involve lots of good cheese and a nice, yeasty, chewy crust resembling cardboard in no way.
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: Leading a reasonably happy, useful life.
LAYER THREE:
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: On anything similar, I probably overuse "Ah."
-- Your thoughts when you first wake up: Few beyond a frequently strong urge not to get up.
-- Your best physical feature: My eyes have always gotten the most comments.
-- Your bedtime: Not very set these days; depends on when I'm tired enough.
-- Most missed memory: Seems a common theme here--my grandfathers, and pets.
LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Coke, but I'd rather have something citrusy if I must have something fizzy.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Erm, Taco Bell? Not so fond of fast food, to begin with.
-- Adidas or Nike: I'll echo
ciciaye here, and say neither. When I must wear that sort of shoe made in sweatshops, I buy decent-looking cheaper ones.-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Instant iced tea is evil. Teabags even make it taste funky. Nirav, Gulab, Deep, Taj Mahal, or even Red Label are reasonable choices.
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate or lemon.
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Café au lait, please, preferably with chicory.
LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: Like a fiend
-- Cuss: More than I'd like to
-- Sing: Actually reasonably well, I'm told, but tend to be shy about doing so in public.
-- Take a shower everyday: At least once, unless I'm very ill or am having horribly dry skin in winter.
-- Have a crush(es): Not in a very long time.
-- Do you think you've been in love: Yep.
-- Like(d) high school: It was barely tolerable after I transferred schools.
-- Want to get married: Never did, partially due to some philosophical objections, but find myself about to do so anyway. ;)
-- Believe in yourself: Not nearly enough.
-- Get motion sickness: Didn't until I was 12 or so, but now get sick at the smallest provocation.
-- Think you're attractive: Probably average.
-- Think you're a health freak: No.
-- Get along with your parents: Reasonably well, considering I'm living with them at the moment.
-- Play an instrument: Not very well.
LAYER SIX:
In the past month, have you...
-- Drunk alcohol: Yes, though I frequently go months without thinking to do so.
-- Smoked: Am doing so now.
-- Done a drug: No illicit ones.
-- Had Sex: If I go months on end without doing so, it's not because I haven't thought about this, at least.
-- Made Out: Probably, though I feel a bit old to be answering this.
-- Gone on a date: See above.
-- Gone to the mall?: I avoid malls, but have had to pop in a time or two to buy things.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No; I prefer the Sunshine Biscuits type, whose name I can't remember at the moment, anyway. I did eat a whole whopping 6-oz. bag of sour cream and onion potato chips earlier in the week, though.
-- Eaten sushi: No, but I was considering making some rice balls later, possibly with sesame.
-- Been on stage: No
-- Been dumped: No, nor dumped anyone.
-- Gone skating: No, probably not since I was 12 or so.
-- Made homemade cookies: No, the oven isn't working. :(
-- Gone skinny dipping: No. Were I normally inclined to, I'd have to be a member of the Polar Bear Club to consider this a good idea here before June or July. *brrrr*
-- Dyed your hair: No, oddly enough; it's just brown now.
-- Stolen anything: If the last piece of chicken counts as anything beyond a bad lapse in table manners.
LAYER SEVEN:
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: That's a bit tacky for me, even when full-blown manic.
-- If so, was it mixed company: See above.
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: A couple of times; not something I care to repeat.
-- Been caught "doing something": As broad as that sounds, I've actually been caught doing surprisingly little of an embarrassing nature. I doubt it was that I didn't care.
-- Been called a tease: More likely to have been called a "frigid bitch"; heard the like a time or two when I was younger.
-- Gotten beaten up: It was close a couple of times.
-- Shoplifted: Once, when I was 13 and trying hard to be a juvenile delinquent--I still don't feel right about it.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: I've tried some external camouflage, but it didn't work too well and didn't last long.
LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: Erm, 29, at the rate I'm going.
-- Numbers and Names of Children: I never thought I wanted any, or would make a decent parent. Though I considered the idea of a "biological clock" a load of bull, I did suddenly find the idea of eventually having a couple of children not only less-than-repulsive, but actively appealing. (Talk about intrusive alien thoughts, at first!) Two would avoid the strange only-child socialisation I've seen too well, along with the added logistical problems of having three--too tidy as that sounds. Names are such a personal thing that I can't imagine coming up with names to fit a human child in advance.
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Something extremely simple which takes very little planning, possibly spur-of-the-moment. Who needs all that stress?
-- How do you want to die: After I've accomplished more (and I don't speak materialistically), and so that I don't know about it. Keeling over in my 90s of a sudden stroke, as a number of family members have done, might be good.
-- Where you want to go to college: I don't know that I really want to go back, to Virginia Tech or otherwise, at this point, but I probably should at least finish my BS at some point.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: I'm still not sure, and I'm 29. Being a vet, as I was planning, would be nice, but I'm not sure if it's the best plan for me. Being able to make a living writing has always appealed. My mom came up with an interesting suggestion a few days ago: looking into being an animal trainer. Whatever I do for paid work, I want to be a happy, caring person, and keep in mind that people are more important than things.
-- What country would you most like to visit: I must quote
ciciaye here: "Lots of them, far too many to mention". I haven't had both time and money at the same time to do much travelling thus far.LAYER NINE:
-- Best eye color? For some reason, I've always felt like mine should have been "chinquapin brown", but any color is nice on other people.
-- Best hair color? Any color, really; best if it goes well with the person's skin tone.
-- Short or long hair: Either very short or very long on myself. Not much preference on others, though non-raggedy long hair on men can be lovely. :)
-- Height: No preference on others; again, I've always had a strange almost body dysmorphic thing going, and have felt like I should be/am at least 6 ft. tall. Nobody else has suggested this, btw.
-- Best weight: Healthy enough to get around easily, in either a non-emaciated or non-corpulent way.
-- Best articles of clothing: Comfortable fabrics and/or interesting textures appeal to me.
-- Best first date location: It depends on the people involved, but opportunities for conversation and general fun are good.
-- Best first kiss location: Varies wildly. Very strange question, really.
LAYER TEN:
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: Can count them on both hands, I think; mainly extended family. I was a bit surprised it was so many--especially since I don't trust people easily--but that's a mostly-functional tribal society for you, I suppose. :)
-- Number of CDs that I own: No idea; upward of 100, I'd estimate, though.
-- Number of piercings: Ears, ten between them.
-- Number of tattoos: One, a triskele on my right leg just above the ankle, which I really need to get touched up a bit. Would like at least one more, the design for which I've have in mind for a while.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: Beyond the standard announcements: a few times for Baby Miss Bland County pageants (not at all the Jon Benet scene; my Nana thought it was cute *shudder*), once over a young writers' contest, a couple of times having letters published in the Roanoke (Virginia) Times, and once having a particularly cranky guest commentary published there.
-- Number of cars your family own: Two, three until I recently gave up on my old Datsun.
