In case you ever wanted to know too much about me…here you go!
1. I was born in Philadelphia, two days late.
2. I’m a Scorpio and strangely enough, all those astrological personality profiles are absolutely true.
3. I am an only child.
4. All four of my grandparents were immigrants.
5. I am 50% Irish and 50% German.
6. I was a competitive gymnast until age 12.
7. I have broken both wrists, both ankles, several toes, and my right pinky finger (twice).
8. I learned to read when I was 3. My first book was The Hungry Hungry Caterpillar.
9. My favorite perfume is “Cotton” by Marc Jacobs.
10. I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was 20. I failed the parallel parking test the first time.
11. I have never gotten a ticket.
12. I spoke German until I was 5.
13. My dad (a former Air Force engineer and licensed flight instructor) gave me my first flying lesson when I was 12, in a former Korean War scout plane.
14. I’m addicted to clothes shopping but don’t get particularly excited about shoes.
15. My favorite food is cheese. Just plain cheese. Any kind.
16. My SAT score was 1351.
17. I moved to New York City twelve days before September 11th.
18. I’ve been interviewed by three newspapers.
19. I’ve worked for two newspapers.
20. I’m a little obsessed with semicolons;
21. I used to grade papers for my mom’s 5th grade class. She gave me ten cents per paper.
22. I refused to speak in anything but “pirate slang” for weeks after reading Treasure Island when I was 8.
23. I slept with the lights on until I was 12 so I could fall asleep without having to put my books away.
24. When I was 5 I got my head stuck in the railing at the King Of Prussia mall.
25. I played the piano for ten years, but now all I can remember is Claire de Lune and the Charlie Brown theme song.
26. I can still do cartwheels.
27. I attended a Quaker school for two years.
28. I only had one detention as a kid, for fighting during Home Ec.
29. I originally enrolled at NYU as a double major in psychology and philosophy, with a minor in creative writing. Jeez.
30. I am in excellent physical shape.
31. I still have yet to develop an accurate self-perception.
32. Two beers will get me drunk.
33. I’ll only drink diet soda.
34. I used to do a fantastic impression of Ross Perot.
35. I find the music on the Weather Channel strangely comforting.
36. I’ve pole danced for fun and (occasionally) profit.
37. I love public transportation.
38. I miss Jersey City.
39. Being by the water makes me happy.
40. I could live without my cell phone, but not without my iPod.
41. My primary mode of exploring cities is to purposefully get lost.
42. I become enraged when people choose to sit in the middle seat of a three-seat row on the train when I’m sitting by the window and there’s no one else on the end.
43. Despite this, I can think of only two specific instances where I was overtly rude to someone on the subway.
44. I’ve never been mugged. Yet.
45. I cried when Peter Jennings died.
46. I didn’t cry about 9/11 until three days afterwards.
47. I can’t stand the sound of bagpipes because they remind me of funerals.
48. I have occasionally been known to dwell on sad things.
49. Conversely, it takes very little to put me in a good mood.
50. For example, I am happy to have finally reached a 50th item in this list!
51. I cannot enter a Sephora without being pathalogically driven to buy something.
52. My favorite eyeshadow is “Kitten” by Stila.
53. I insisted on being a tomboy until I was 18.
54. I can whistle particularly well.
55. I have three piercings that are below the neck.
56. My hair has never been longer than my chin.
57. I could spend hours in an Urban Outfitters.
58. I can’t decide if certain memories I have actually happened, or if I dreamed them.
59. When I was a teenager I would scribble journal entries by hand while sitting in the dark at night, so I wouldn’t forget the ideas that I’d just gotten while I was turning on the light.
60. I am a registered Democrat.
61. I can say “Fuck your mother” in Cantonese and Russian.
62. I prefer Hershey to Cadbury, but I think Gloria Jean’s beats the everliving crap out of Starbucks.
63. Sometimes I purposefully drink outrageously excessive amounts of coffee just to see what will happen.
64. I have a semi-secret weakness for nu-metal.
65. My most important writing tool, aside from my headphones, is a thesaurus.
66. I genuinely enjoy Star Trek. Sorry.
67. My body mass index is 18.8 and my tested typing speed is 106 words per minute.
68. I enjoy stringing unrelated pieces of data together as though they somehow, in some vague and mystical sense, had something to do with one another.
69. In college, I was unable to fall asleep before 3AM.
70. When I was a kid, I had a goldfish that lived to be three years old.
71. I saw LOTR: The Return Of The King eight times in the theater. Mostly by myself (ouch).
72. In high school, I obsessively compiled mixtapes and forced them on my friends.
73. I am completely infatuated with Vinegar Hill.
74. Last night, I had a dream that I got a really bad tattoo. And I was pissed.
75. My Catholic confirmation name was Veronica. (However, I’m fairly sure the Pope has excommunicated me by now, or at least would if he knew me.)
76. I am completely unaffected by nicotene.
77. If I walk too quickly for long periods of time, I get shin splints.
78. I worry that compiling extensive lists like this makes me come across as somewhat self-obsessed.
79. I’m not self-obsessed. Really.
80. I’m amused by the word “chalupa.”
81. I’m watching David Letterman at this very moment.
82. I have a scar on my right thigh from before I was born: the ultrasound technician accidentally poked me in the leg with a tube while performing an amniocentesis when I was still in the womb.
83. I was almost arrested during a political protest in 2003.
84. I had wanted to come to New Zealand for years, but could never figure out why.
85. I’m notoriously obsessive about skincare.
86. I take pride in being good at my job, as stupid as it may be at times.
87. I’m an INFP.
88. I have been informed only recently that my eyes are hazel, not brown.
89. I’m still not entirely sure what a “pavlova” is.
90. I actually quite enjoy being five feet tall.
91. When I hear the “Stand clear of the closing doors please” announcement on the NYC subway, I automatically mimic the ding-dong sound that follows. Just a habit.
92. Someday I will adopt a cat, and name it Xiola.
93. I’ve only been punched in the face once in my life.
94. I moved to New Zealand three months ago and I still can’t remember where I am for the first ten seconds after I wake up every morning.
95. I think “Staring At The Sun” by TV On The Radio is the sexiest song ever written.
96. I sing to myself when I’m alone, a lot.
97. Given the choice between drowning or burning alive, I’d drown.
98. I love everything about airports.
99. I can’t find my return ticket.
100. I still don’t know when I’m coming back.
