April 11, 2003 - 3:19 p.m.
where I am at the moment: home, living room, in front of the computer
grade one teacher's name: Miss Deacons
last word you said: Uh-oh
last song you sang: On Top of Spaghetti
last person you hugged: Zachary
last thing you laughed at: Marcus sticking out his tongue
what's in your cd player: Dr. Didg, Out of the Woods
what color socks are you wearing: White
what's under your bed: suitcases, my SCA basket, unwashed socks
what time did you wake up today: 7:42
current taste: orange soda
current hair: needs a trim
current clothes: jeans, turtleneck in an uncharacteristic shade of pink
current annoyance: cleaning the kitchen
current longing: more time
current desktop picture: yellow tulips
current worry: getting packed for the weekend
current hate: shoes on the sofa
story behind your username: better than bookgeek
current favorite article of clothing: new t-shirt that says "Never Judge a Book by its Movie"
favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: shoulders, chest
favorite place to be: sleeping in
least favorite place: downtown DC in a crowd of tourists
time you wake up in the morning: 8ish
if you could play an instrument, what would it be: violin
favorite color: red
do you believe in an afterlife: yes
how tall are you: 5'1" (in shoes)
current favorite word/saying: Peek-a-boo!
favorite book: I have to pick one?
favorite season: autumn
one person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: me, age 12 (though I doubt I'd listen)
favorite day: Saturday
where do you want to go: Green Valley Book Fair
what is your career going to be like: so far it's turning my hair white ;)
how many kids do you want: 2, both boys. (mission accomplished)
what kind of car will you have: something that gets a zillion mpg and rarely needs maintenance
type a line you remember from any book: It's cold in the scriptorium and my thumb hurts.
random lyric: Could be soon we'll cease to sound. Slowly up stairs, faster down.
Identify some things surrounding your computer: Matchbox Seaplane, stoneware mug with cold dregs of green tea, Bas Bleu catalog
I am not: packing for the weekend yet
I love: my husband, my boys, buying a new book
I fear: my boys being lost or injured
I hope: We'll buy a house later this year
I hear: Zachary playing with his matchbox cars
I crave: another orange soda
I regret: eating 4 krispy kreme donuts yesterday
I cry: during "Cyrano de Bergerac"
I care: for my children
I always: avoid saying "I always"
I believe: in God
I feel alone: but it doesn't bother me
I listen: very poorly
I hide: frequently
I drive: slower than I used to
I sing: when I'm alone in the car
I dance: with my children
I write: less often than I'd like
I play: the guitar, Pente, and peek-a-boo
I miss: Richmond
I search: for Marcus's pacifier so he can nap
I learn: by doing
I feel: tired
I know: less the more I learn
I say: too much
I succeed: when I try hard enough
I dream: about flying
I wonder: at my boys as they grow
I want: more books
I have: a stack of books that I still haven't read
I give: up too easily
I fight: to be calm
I need: to get something useful done
