eight things.

August 23, 2007

Jane tagged me and I can’t turn down a challange. 

Um, I tag Isabel.  

  1. I was in an all-girl breakdancing crew when I was in 5th and 6th grade (1985-86) called the Cosmo Kids.  We had T-shirts and wore spiked wrist-bands and carried 3x3 pieces of cardboard with us wherever we went. I think this life opportunity forever turned me on to the beatbox and bass.  Thank the Gods of Hip-Hop for that
  2. When it comes to organized anything, religion, organizations, committees, groups, clubs….I hide.  I run and hide.
  3. Slogans of any kind, especially ones that people feel the need to display on bumper stickers really, really annoy me.  I mean, why do you think I care? It’s such a self-fulfilling act.  One does it either to A.) Show Off  B.) Piss people off and/or alienate or C.) Make themselves feel superior.  (Much like these lists.  I mean, who gives a shit about my 8 things, fer reals?) 
  4. Pregnant or not, I don’t live without at least 2-3 shots of espresso a day. My favorite way to drink it in the desert is spilled over a half cup of ice and filled the rest of the way with whole milk. I know this not to be the best beverage for the baby inside.  I know this and I still drink it. I really, really enjoy it so I wonder if it might work like the water crystals theory: if I am happy drinking it, fill it with love, can’t it bring health to my baby???  Maybe a stretch…
  5. I have lived in four states (NY-three different cities/towns within this one. CA (best ‘hood in LA). ID. AZ.) I am on my way to my fifth. (I can hardly breath I am so excited. But that is not new news.)
  6. As much as I know being around people is part of my path—my stars reveal it— I am really a total introvert and big time hermit.  I like my own company very much and truly enjoy when it’s just me (not something I get a lot of since becoming a mother).  It’s best when you find a friend who enjoys their own company a lot as well and then you can just spend time being together, but alone. (Kristen, if you are reading this, you really are superb at thisJ)
  7. My most favorite kind of day would go like this: Get up very early, with the sun, go hang out at a local coffee spot that makes kick-ass strong brews, nibble on a muffin and drink some espresso.  Strap on some hiking shoes, throw on my rhinestone embellished camelback and trek on a serious hike up a mountain, preferably a hike where there is a fresh water source  to sit by and write for a bit.  Sweat a ton, breath really deep; get to see lots of green, thick trees, huge boulders, ravens and owls, climb to a high elevation, at least 10,000 feet, like this one, so high I get a bit dizzy.  Enjoy amazing, breathtaking views from the top to remind me how small I really am and how blessed we are on this earth.  Run down. Get sushi and drink sake, lots of both, and get drunk really fast because of all the exercise. Pass out hard.  This day could be with or without other people; but definitely people who don’t moan and complain about hiking up the sides of high mountains and who don’t talk too much.
  8. I bite the skin around my fingernails when I am stressed. You should see them now.


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