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If Your Friends Jumped Off a Bridge Would You?

Home from work. Bored. Not sure what to blog about. Too much to say, and nothing to say at the same time. I feel like being a follower today.

A- Age: 27
B- Best friend: Jessie and Josh
C- Crush: a man I like to call the AOC
D- Dad's name: Wes
E- Easiest person to talk to: My sister and Josh
F- Favorite band at the moment: Damien Rice
G- Gummy bears or gummy worms: Gummy WORMS
H- Hometown: San Antonio, TX
I- Instrument: I can play the recorder!!!
J- Jam or Jelly?: Both
K- Kids: just 1, I hope.
L- Longest car ride ever: San Antonio to Gruene, TX. It's only about 45 minutes, but Josh was with me. Need I say more?
M- Mom's name: Mary
N- Number of siblings: 1 - older sister
O- One wish: find the missing link
P- Phobia[s]: frogs, frogs, and um, frogs.
Q- favorite quote: "There's no such thing as love. There's only proof of love".
R- Reason to smile: thin days
S- Song you sang last: Stand By Me
T - Tacos or tamales?: TAMALES
U- Unknown fact about me: I secretly listen to hard core rap and Tejano music when I'm all alone.
V- vegetable: what's a vegetable?
W- Worst habit(s): procrastinating, sayng I'm sorry for nothing.
X- X-rays you've had: everything
Y- Yummy food: cheese enchiladas, macaroni & cheese, cheescake. Is there a pattern here?
Z- Zodiac sign: Cancer, and I do believe that people's personalities can be categorized this way.

Comments

Kaycee said…
Ooooh oooh ooooh, I totally have to agree with the worst habits part! I do the same thing! If I had a penny for everytime I said sorry, I would be a kazillionaire! I am so bad about that!
Jammie J. said…
*PING* on the worst habits. I say "sorry" and then say "sorry" for being sorry. I hate apologizing for apologizing.

I laughed at your "and I do believe that people's personalities can be categorized this way" comment. :)

You're funny. Good funny.
Jessiedc28 said…
I'm all about the "R"!

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