I stole this from Khara.  Just like to give credit where it's due.  I know I could be riding my bike, but...

50 random things about Me

1. Where is your dad right now?
probably at work, thinking about riding his new hog while cussing silently at some bad children. the kids at schools these days, they are evil.

2. Last time you talked to your crush? 

this morning when he left for school

3. Name five things you did today.
    dreamed about getting bitten by sharks on vacation.  they were superficial wrist-wounds, though.  And I'm not going on vacation.  DAMMIT!

    peed

    told my cat how sexy he is

    made some tea (stash double bergamot earl grey black tea)

    smoked a cigarette on the porch

4. what color is your watch?
a worn blue-black with scratches and paint stains.  timex sure can take a licking and keep on ticking.

5. what kind of phone do you have?
cingular -- samsung.  hey, it's free, so I take what the company gives me...

6. What color is your phone?
silver.  it's kinda lame, but see #5. 

7. Where does your best friend work?
Chris is a professor at ASU, and Gizelle works at some hippie shop in Chicago.  Steven works with me.  Whitney is Cheffin' it up the ATL. Jen works for The Daily News.

8. What are you listening to right now?
cars on riverside drive.  AM 680 isn't the same without Al Franken.

9. What do you smell like?
waking-up smell and yesterday's shampoo

10. what color are your eyes?
green with hazel around the pupils

11. Have you ever done a Chinese fire drill?
yeah!  we showed a German exchange student how to do it (in Orange Mound) when I was in high school.  That was good times.

12. What is your favorite time of the day?
"The night time is the right time..."

13. Do you have a chair in your room?

I wish we had enough space. 

14. Were you a bully when you were younger?
No.  I was a nerd.

15. Do you know anyone who is engaged?
too many people.  And no, I'm not jealous.  Why do people have to ruin a good time with all that formality??? 

16. What's your favorite number(s)?
I like multiples of seven.  When forced to give a number between one and twenty, I always say "Fourteen".  I don't get it, either.

17. Do you know someone named Betsy?
yes.  she's engaged, too.

18. What color is your mom's hair?
red-brown

19. What shape is the engagement ring you want to get?
I don't want to get an engagement ring. yet.  who cares anyway?  he'll have to pick it out!

20. Do you remember singing any songs as a kid?
too many.  I had fun as a kid.

21. Any nicknames?
A-Bone, Audrique', Audrina 

22. Favorite celebrity?

All of them.  I hate them.

23. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
nope.

24. Do you play an instrument?
Alto Clarinet, Alto Sax, Soprano Sax

25. Do you like fire?
yes.  I light my cigarettes with them.

26. Are you allergic to anything?
I dunno

27. if so what?
Pinot Noir, I think.  It always makes me vomitatious.

28. Have you ever been to a spa?
Yes.

29. Are you watching tv right now?
nope

30. Did you take science all four years of high school?
We had no choice. 

31. Do you like butterflies?
they're cute, but I don't get all gay about them.  I ain't got no tramp stamp or anything...

32. Do you miss someone right now?
Always.

33. Do you think they miss you?
Duh!  What's not to miss?!

34. Have you ever seen your school counselor?
yeah...when i was in school.  didn't everyone?

35. Have you ever wanted to be a teacher?
We have one in our family.  He's stressed out enough as it is.  No way.

36. Have you ever been in love?
I am in love with everything at once.  If you mean people, well, sure I have...

37. Are you right handed or left handed?
Righty tighty.  My left hand is a gimp.

38. Is anyone jealous of you?
I hope so.

39. Ever been stuck in an elevator?
If I was drunk and in another city, does that count?

40. What does your mom call you?
"huuuuuun"

41. What do your friends call you?
"Audra" or "A-Bone", sometimes "Audrique'" or "Heennny"

42.What does you hair look like right now?
bed-head rules

43. Has a friend ever used you?
I'm sure 

44. Has anyone told you that they like you for more than a friend?
it was really weird.  I let him buy me a t-shirt at the rock show anyway. 

45. What have you eaten today?
nothing yet

46. Is your hair naturally curly or straight?
very straight.  I have one "angry curl" near my left ear.

47. What is the last thing you said?
"you fuckin' cats ate already! God!  Okay, but just a snack..."

48. Any pets?
three cats: Steve (mine), Zeke and Iggy (Chris's beasts)

49. What are you looking forward to?
the weekend.  my birthday.  spring.

50.  How are you today?
I am finally ready to face the day now.

Coming back to the township has its ups and downs. 

I missed my kitty cat and friends so much.

I miss Chicago and my best friend--again--even though it's only been two days since I saw her at Superdawg, where I bought a neat keychain to  remind me that every time I open a door or start my car (which is covered in birdshit; I didn't drive for twelve days), Gizelle is 536 miles away.  Bummer. 

I miss Montreal.  Speaking French, taking the Metro, nice nice people (even the homeless are polite), good wine, great food, absolutely gorgeous weather (75 degrees, no humidity), walking everywhere and not getting lost...it really is lovely there.  I saw some of everything and everybody: lots of gay, lots of interracial, lots of wonderful architecture--old and new--and awesome skies.  Four days is just not enough.  I have to go back.  I wish I were still there, but as things must come to and end, so do vacations...

Getting past Customs in the US is a blast.  Really annoying.  A girl passed out; she was diabetic and had been checked for liquids in her carry-on baggage.  Some parents had to toss their baby's formula because the TSA guy couln't read the label, which was in French. I would have gladly translated it for him.  They couldn't even sell water at the airport kiosks because some Brit/Paki jerks fucked up and got caught.

Getting off the L at the Lake/Oak Park stop, we were accosted by some crackhead, honked at by a car and a bus, and it was hot.  The drive back to Memphissippisas was anxious: Kitty cats (Steve, Iggy, Zeke)  and work $$ were the motivation to hurry up and get over the previous blissful days; heat heat heat, Elvis Freaks, and drama were enough to make me walk back to Canada, show them my passport and work without a visa for three months.  Service industry people make $7 an hour there, and the ghetto in Montreal is a condo.

Ahh, the good ol' U S of A.  Who wouldn't want to live here?

WAAAAAAH!  POOR BABY!

That's all.

I am living in sin.

It's a little weird.  I like it, though; it's a lot better than living under the same roof with my mom's fiance'.

He's a dick.

I like living with the professor.  He's so cute when we wake up.

My cat, Steve, is not so sure yet.  I hate that.

Sad, so sad.  I realized this weekend that I let some of my closest friends walk all over me.  That's lame.  Lame of them and lame of me.  One of these days I might bite back real hard, seeing that I've been saving up all this time...

I hate online banking.  It really isn't as neat-o as the banks profess it to be.  It isn't "quick and easy", "fast and hassle-free", and it sure as shit ain't "zip-zap-you're-done-and-left-with-no-worries"...

At least I got me some sweet lovin' this morning, and it was good like Waffle Crisp Cereal...