Well, this should be a nice diversion. I actually hit a bit of a slow spot here at work, so it seems as good a time as any to get this posted.

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My Father thinks I am: On the other side of the country. Strangely enough, he's right. :)

My Mother thinks I am: Someone who doesn't call home enough.

My siblings think I am: Depends. I've got three siblings. I'd hope they think I'm cool and someone they can talk to, but living 3,000 miles away frmo them for the last ten years makes it kind of tricky to keep up with how they feel about things.

My Fiancee thinks I am: Handsome, overworked, over-thrifty, aggravating at times, and totally unable to drive.

My best friend thinks I am: Too far away.

Your three best qualities: Loyal, calm, sense of humor.

Three worst qualities: Guilt, second-guessing, less-than-spectacular memory.

Three things you are often complimented for: My sense of humor, my stomach, my ability to navigate public transportation. :)

A compliment you got that made you blush: When Jen says I'm good looking. I've always sort of considered myself on the "face in a crowd" level of things, so being called attractive isn't something I'm quite used to yet.

You get embarrassed when: I have to speak in front of people.

Makes you happy: Jen, regardless of any fights we may have. It comes with the territory.

Upsets you: The inability to keep in touch with people. So leave comments, dammit! And tell other people to come here and leave comments too. :)

Yes or NO....

You keep a diary: This is about as close to a diary as you're gonna get from me. I kept one for most of my freshman year of college, but it got wiped out because it was on my old computer. It was lousy reading, anyways.

You like to cook: Actually, I do.

You have a secret you have not shared with anyone: I've probably got a few I don't remember. You know, those things where someone tells you at some point "Hey, don't tell anyone, but..." and they told me, but I never really thought twice about it. So I suppose it's a secret, but it's someone else's. As for mine, I think Jen knows pretty much all there is to know about me, secrets included.

You fold your underwear: Usually. Sometimes I crumple them.

You talk in your sleep: I do, much to Jen's amusement.

You set your watch a few minutes ahead: I can't do that - I'd miss my train.

You bite your fingernails: Yup.

You believe in love: Without a doubt.

Last...

x. movie you rented: Hrm. Wow, it was so long ago that we actually /rented/ a movie... might have been "Ginger Snaps".

x. movie you bought: "Memento"

x. song you listened to: "Three Libras", by A Perfect Circle.

x. song that was stuck in your head: Strangely enough, the theme to "The Muppet Show." It's time to start the music...

x. song you've downloaded: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back when, I downloaded a few songs. I think Radiohead's "Creep" was the last one I did.

x. CD you bought: *think* I have no idea. I don't buy CD's all that often... Jen's collection is massive enough without me adding to it.

x. person you've called: Leo, in the payroll department of the Hospital here.

x. person that's called you: Leo, calling me back. :)

x. TV show you've watched: Howard Stern, last night on E!

x. person you were thinking of: Other than Howard Stern, because of that last question? Jen.

Do..

x. you wish you could live somewhere else: I wouldn't mind it. Los Angeles is a decent city, but I think there are other places I'd prefer to live.

x. you think about suicide: Not really.

x. you believe in online dating: I believe it's a great way to meet a bunch of psychos. So is trying to meet someone at the L.A. Greyhound station... any freak who ever fell off a circus sideshow car winds up there.

x. others find you attractive: From what they tell me. It's kind of surreal. Jen insists it's true, and I'm loathe to argue the point. ;)

x. you want more piercings: Well, I don't have /any/, so anything would be more than what I have now. And no, I don't want any. With the lovely picture on my ID card making me look like a bizarre cross between Charles Manson and your random terrorist of the week, I have a tough enough time getting through airports without having to be pulled over at the metal detectors as well.

x. you want more tattoos: Not particularly. Jen had the idea of getting matching tattoos, but it's still something I'm trying to see if I'm up for. Never really saw myself as the tattoo type, and it's not something I'm entirely comfortable with.

x. you drink: Sometimes. Not a whole lot.

x. you do drugs: Other than your generic drugstore medicines (Tylenol, etc.) and whatever prescription I may be on at any given moment, no.

x. you smoke: Uh-uh.

x. you like cleaning: Nope.

x. you like roller coasters: Most of the time, I do. Some I'm not too fond of.

x. you write in cursive or print: Type! :) Actually, when I'm forced to pick up one of those archaic items known as a pen, I print. My cursive looks like a rat grabbed a pen in its mouth and started twitching.

x. you carry a donor card: Nope.

Have you...

x. ever cried over a boy/girl: Yes.

x. ever lied to someone: Unfortunately.

x. ever been in a fist fight: A few. Sadly, I didn't win them all.

x. ever been arrested: Nope.

What...

x. shampoo do you use: I think it's Pantene. When I use it, it's erally early in the morning and I'm still half-asleep, so for all I know it could be maple syrup.

x. perfume do you use: Eh... I use cologne, what with being a guy and all. I've got a bottle of Drakkar Noir that I use.

x. shoes do you wear: Black sneaker-type shoes from Payless. They're nto really sneakers, since they don't have laces or anything, but they're dark enough that I can get away with wearing them to work.

x. are you scared of: Dogs. I /hate/ dogs. Gah.

Number...

x. of times I have been in love? Honestly, I'd have to say three.

x. of times I have had my heart broken? Once.

x. of hearts I have broken? One that I know of. Hopefully not more.

x. of girls/boys I have kissed? Boys? None. Hello, straight. Girls? Five.

x. of people I've slept with? Three.

x. of people I consider my enemies? Nobody I'd consider a full-on enemy. Some people I'm not thrilled with, but they're not on the "enemy" level of things yet.

x. of people from high school that I stayed in contact with? A few. Primarily Joe Gentile, a good friend of mine in Brooklyn.

x. of CDs' that I own? Maybe 20, at the most.

x. of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? Not a whole lot. Maybe small articles in the NY paper, like on graduation and all, but nothing spectacular.

x.of things in my past that I regret? Far too many to list here. Let's just say it all ties in with the "Guilt" aspect noted above.