Random Acts of Sass

Okay, party people. I get lots of hits every day, but a maximum of three comments. That’s cool, I don’t NEED comments… But who are the rest of you people?? Please, tell me. Just this once. That way, I can visit your blogs and hang out with you and pet you and tell you how pretty you are. See? It works.

I know I’m late for the whole “De-Lurker Day” thing, but… Whatever.

In the spirit of many others, I’ll ask a question of y’all:

Looking back, what’s the sassiest thing you’ve ever done?  

1. My middle name is also my favorite color.
2. I have never been to the city for which I am named.
3. My car is named Shaft. He’s a bad mother… Shut your mouth!
4. I covet Ikea things. Or an Ikea closer than Washington, D.C.
5. I once ran over Dean Smith’s foot with my bicycle. I was five. He was very gracious. (If you don’t know who Dean Smith is, google it. Don’t you dare ask me.)
6. I am afraid to fly, yet I want to travel.
7. I want to go to France.
8. I love Diet Coke.
9. I call Diet Coke “The DC”.
10. I would like to tour a Diet Coke factory.
11. I have recently given up The DC due to an inability to sleep — a result of huge amounts of caffeine I found myself ingesting.
12. I love the color pink and have a lamp that looks white on the outside but glows pink when you turn it on.
13. I get teased for that lamp.
14. I just moved into my first Big Girl Apartment.
15. I got all my friends calling it my “Big Girl Place to Live”.
16. I named my iBook “Smith.” Like Granny Smith APPLE? See?!
17. I buy chocolate to melt and make my own chocolate dipped Bananas.
18. Sometimes, I am so overcome with anxiety about social engagements, I just lie to get out of them.
19. Sometimes, I really do double (or triple) book myself.
20. 100 things about me was too overwhelming, so I created a list of 60.
21. I am just now coming to accept that I am beautiful.
22. I love books. I have three book cases in my tiny apartment right now.
23. The TV always has to be on as background noise. Sometimes, I’ll watch the same movie four times in a row, because I’m not really paying attention – it’s just white noise to me. (Example: Harry Potter)
24. I’m getting to the point I don’t need the white noise anymore. Silence is becoming more comfortable.
25. I have a deep obsession with Sharpies. Thin ones, fat ones, black ones, pretty colorful ones. They are almost always a gift that will make me grin.
26. I own four bibles, and actually would enjoy one that had English on one side and Hebrew/Greek on the other.
27. My mother died when I was 14 and I still don’t admit that makes me sad.
28. I want to go to Seminary and work in the Ministry.
29. The ghetto of the town where I live scares me – and I feel guilty about that.
30. I’m moving to that ghetto next semester.
31. I curse way more than I should.
32. My living space is either very clean or very disastrous. I have no real control over which happens at what time.
33. I have started taking – and then dropped – Public Speaking three times. I just can’t seem to force myself to sit through a stupid class that I just DO NOT NEED but must have for graduation.
34. I struggle mightily with how to manage money. I always think I’ll be frugal starting next month.
35. I’m starting to maybe have a chance at winning the battle with money.
36. I wish I could sing or play a musical instrument. I do own a pretty sweet pink guitar.
37. I still call my father, “Daddy.” And I do so shamelessly.
38. I am living without cable television for the first time in 9 years and it’s not as bad as I expected it to be.
39. I am unworthy of God’s grace and yet He keeps extending it.
40. I forget to brush my teeth and wake up at 2am to do it.
41. I am learning Spanish.
42. I have impossible sleep habits. (See also: Diet Coke, love of & caffeine)
43. I always return library books late. I used to feel very badly about this until the nice librarian told me that the library needs my late fees. It’s practically my civic duty to return them overdue.
44. I currently have books that are two months overdue. Dude.
45. I will only wear underwear in one style, from one specific store. When your underoos work, they work.
46. I own way too much stuff.
47. I am far too judgmental and unforgiving – especially of myself.
48. My iPod mini is pink.
49. I love penguins. They’re adorable.
50. I harbor a secret desire to be a wedding planner.
51. I have chocolate brown sheets.
52. My hair is turning gray.
53. I always think I should dye it and cover the gray.
54. It’s almost silver.
55. I never do dye it.
56. I can quote large portions of The West Wing.
57. I’m terrible at tithing but I’m trying to do better.
58. I love lip balm so much that I stick them in random places in my car, house, various purses, etc. I’m never without.
59. I buy way too many pairs of shoes but then I just prefer my brown reef leather flip flops.
60. I have a complete inability to paint my nails or toenails. WTF?

Well, there it is! 60 things about ME.

A nice re-entry to the blogging world. Sorry about disappearing… I was suddenly wildly unhappy with the layout and HAD to do something about it.

 Well, the year’s drawing to a close, and I have a couple of year in review posts lined up. This is the first. A delightful meme from Kerri. The first line of the first actual post of every month. (SHE got engaged this year. Hmmph. Nothing quite so exciting here…)

Without further ado…

January: Well, 2006 is gone. To that, I say, good riddance.

February: In talking to the love of my life, Lara, I was thinking about friendships.

March: I love to pimp out good causes, and this is about as good as it gets.

April: Oh, school.

May: You are playing music on your iBook and it’s too loud.

June: There are moments when I come to terms with my own beauty.

July: Okay, so life at camp is “In-Tents” (intense) as we like to say here.

August: I’m down to my last week at Camp.

September:  Explain to me please the hilarity of opening the dryer to find that a sweater has gotten hooked on the latch of the door, and therefore, for the first five minutes the dryer actually did run, spun wildly, stretching it irreversibly out of shape before bunching up enough to pop the door open.

October: With the pressure of having to post off, it seems as though the post ideas are flowing freely.

November: WaltzBoy and I are going out tonight. That’s exciting.

December: Advent Sunday is the beginning of the Advent Season.

okay, kids. my comments are down, my readership is down, and my posting is down.

i’m taking a break. maybe permanant. but i doubt it!

i just need some time.

it’s not you, it’s me.

you’re great. a great personality. pretty, too.

so. i just need…. space.

love you!