Sunday, October 17, 2010

Sunday Stealing, Up with the Lark...

Do you like someone?  I like most people.

The last song you listened to?   Toolibelle singing "bad romance".  Or was it me?

What time of day were you born?   Evening.  7ish.

What’s your favorite number?   6, or 4,  or 8,  or 2,  or 10. (all in that order)

Where did you live in 1987?   Hmm, Edinburgh, the Troon, then Glasgow.

Are you jealous of anyone?   Nope.

Is anyone jealous of you?   Probably.

Where were you when 9/11 happened?  Sitting on the Couch, which was where the TV is now.  Off work with depression. Went back to work the next day, never had another day of depressed again.

What do you do when vending machines steal your money?  Kick it really hard. And then complain loudly.

Do you consider yourself kind?  Too kind probably.

If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
  RSF on my wrist

If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?  Latin

Would you move for the person you loved?  Absolutely. To the end of the earth

Are you touchy feely?  Yes

What’s your life motto?  Live, Laugh and Love - always like no one is watching!

Name three things that you have on you at all times?  iPhone, Knickers, Pink Swiss Card

What’s your favourite town/city?   Edinburgh

What was the last thing you paid for with cash?  New Shoes for Si today.

When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper  mailed it?   Last week, to my boy.

Can you change the oil on a car?
  ha ha ha ha Nope.

Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?    I'm married to him.

How far back do you know about your ancestry?    1720

The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
As in Fancy Dress  - My Son's Girlfriend, as she would look in 30 years time.   Or dressed fancy:  For a wedding.

Does anything hurt on your body right now?  My Hips?  I've got slight Arthritis, and the wet makes it ache.

Have you been burned by love?   Burned by infatuation. Never knew love like this before.

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