what's next, ketchup?
i'm supposed to list 5 random facts about myself. there is no one left to "tag" so i won't bother with the rules. (caution: i'm basically an open book . . . really, i'm more like a book that's open and reading itself outloud to anyone who will happen to listen . . . so i'm not sure what random delights i can expound on that no one will know. but i'll give it a try)
1. i am petrified of store mannequins. and humans dressed in full costume, ala the disney world characters that wander around. people are people. statues are statues. let's not keep messing with this in between world.
2. i'm only 25% italian. i'm 50% irish. but i'm so incredibly proud and excited about my pasta-eating background that i hesitate to ever mention the potatoe starved ancestors i am mostly descended from. don't tell.
3. the two events in my life that will absolutely never fail to make me cry: birthdays and opening nights. these two seemingly joyous celebrations will leave me sobbing at some point. few things actually depress me more. no idea why.
4. i am horribly shy. nothing frightens me like talking to new people or going to functions where i am afriad i won't know anyone. but few people recognize this in me because i've learned to cleverly disguise my fear with an extrovert persona that people assume is my true personality. it's not.
5. i am NO LONGER AFRAID OF HEIGHTS!!! i slept in kelly's loft bed during my NYC visit. and i discovered that i've been lying to myself all these years. i'm not afraid of heights, or at least high beds. so abby and i bunked our beds and i have the top one. this is huge for me and i'm beginning to question all my other phobias: do i love ketchup? could i sleep without the light on? do i crave small, cramped spaces?
i have so much to do tonight, so i'll close by saying that new york was wonderful. it was good to be home. i had a fantastic pre-birthday celebration. i got to see old friends. i visited roundabout. i shopped. a lot.
but sadly, i don't think i'll be back in the city till the spring. sigh. but then we have a lifetime to discover and grow in our love. new york, i know you'll always wait for me.
1. i am petrified of store mannequins. and humans dressed in full costume, ala the disney world characters that wander around. people are people. statues are statues. let's not keep messing with this in between world.
2. i'm only 25% italian. i'm 50% irish. but i'm so incredibly proud and excited about my pasta-eating background that i hesitate to ever mention the potatoe starved ancestors i am mostly descended from. don't tell.
3. the two events in my life that will absolutely never fail to make me cry: birthdays and opening nights. these two seemingly joyous celebrations will leave me sobbing at some point. few things actually depress me more. no idea why.
4. i am horribly shy. nothing frightens me like talking to new people or going to functions where i am afriad i won't know anyone. but few people recognize this in me because i've learned to cleverly disguise my fear with an extrovert persona that people assume is my true personality. it's not.
5. i am NO LONGER AFRAID OF HEIGHTS!!! i slept in kelly's loft bed during my NYC visit. and i discovered that i've been lying to myself all these years. i'm not afraid of heights, or at least high beds. so abby and i bunked our beds and i have the top one. this is huge for me and i'm beginning to question all my other phobias: do i love ketchup? could i sleep without the light on? do i crave small, cramped spaces?
i have so much to do tonight, so i'll close by saying that new york was wonderful. it was good to be home. i had a fantastic pre-birthday celebration. i got to see old friends. i visited roundabout. i shopped. a lot.
but sadly, i don't think i'll be back in the city till the spring. sigh. but then we have a lifetime to discover and grow in our love. new york, i know you'll always wait for me.
posted by monica at 7:39 PM
2 Comments:
I'm afraid I won't be able to come up for your birthday, because my mom flies in that night and we leave the next morning.
But I wanted to tell you Happy Birthday now, and maybe you'll get something in your mailbox (the number of which I don't know) to mark the occasion.
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