My Yahoo mail inbox has been telling me that I have 73 unread messages for quite some time now. Having nothing better to do, I decided this morning to sift through my mailbox and start throwing my electronic dead mail away. In the deluge of forward mail, I found some of my favorite kind: the about-you-survey.
I know, I know - it's silly, self-indulgent, and a hiccup of my on-line exhibitionism. But you know what they say about idle minds and devil's playgrounds and all that... I can never resist these things. Besides, this brings back memories of elementary school, when they would make us answer these personality tests at the beginning of the year (for what purpose, I still have no idea).
I'm making this a tag for anyone who wants to participate. But I am tagging, in particular, my blogging friends: Penguin and Pepper, and my regular reads Lis, Linc (though I'm not sure you do tags - hope you make an exception), Marjie, and Ris.
I AM... currently sitting in my clinic waiting for 3:30 so I can get out of here and hit the beach.
I WANT... to be rich enough to travel the world without having to worry about my retirement fund.
I HAVE... no definite long-term plans in life.
I WISH... I could eat anything and everything i want without having to exercise to maintain a passable shape.
I HATE... white nights when I stay up wondering if I really like where I am in my life and if I may
have missed my crucial turn in the road.
I FEAR... becoming the old lady ambu-bagging myself in the charity ward (because no one else will)
I SEARCH... for the perfect cheesecake. But seriously -- I am looking outfor that person who will see through me and love me without my having to starve myself into
a great body.
I WONDER... if things in this country can ever get better.
I REGRET... not giving my phone number to this boy I met and liked way back in high school because I think that
completely changed the whole schema of my romantic life and turned it into a barren wasteland.
I LOVE... living by the sea.
I ALWAYS... like to argue for the sake of arguing.
I AM NOT... as tough as I appear to be.
I DANCE... as gracefully as a pregnant elephant.
I SING... impromptu concertos in the shower regularly and at acoustic bars with open mic on demand.
I CRY... over happy endings.
I WRITE... fan fiction and drivel -- a huge amount of it -- for which I will never get paid.
I WON... 3rd place at my mom's office singing contest when I was 11 -- singing and dancing to Laura Brannigan's "Name Game." It was one of the most mortifying moments of my life.
I AM CONFUSED... about what the world is coming to. Are people really determined to hasten the end of the world as we know it?
I NEED... to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life!
I SHOULD... start getting some serious exercise.
THE LAST THOUGHT YOU GO TO SLEEP WITH IS... "Oh, God... tomorrow is another day!"