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Favorite
song: Winter - Rolling Stones - Goats Head Soup.
Favorite
color: Blue.
Favorite
drink: Starbucks - Iced Cafe Latte with a dash of cinnamon.
Favorite
movie - This Property is Condemned.
Sleeping
position: Left side...I said "sleeping", lol.
Pet
Peeve #1: People who can't make a decision.
Pet
Peeve #2: People who decide for me.
Slacker?:
I've been working since I was 18 years old. I am
currently looking for a sugar daddy. Do you know of one?
Cook:
I love to cook, especially Italian.
Things
I had to have that I never use: Wok, pasta machine, sandwich
maker, treadmill and Peter. Hmmm, Peter you ask? Yep, had
to have him, a challenge, ya know?
Write:
Poetry and a journal.
Men:
Long hair, tattoos and a tight butt. Same as sugar
daddy, do you know any?
Hair
on men: Long and flowing.
Hair
on women: Don't care, see "Hair on Men".
Coldest
ride: Sometime in November, snowing like crazy. Coldest
I have ever been.
Tidbit:
I have carried my mothers rosary beads since I was 23 years
old. I never leave home without them.
Nickname:
Quincy - long, long story. Ask me sometime.
Cigarettes:
Misty menthol lights - bad, bad, bad.
Camping:
Why I'd love too.
Dance:
Good songs, good atmosphere and a sexy guy. Who could
say no?
Best
dancer to date: Phil. Don't let this go to your head Phil.
Bitch:
Only when I am really, really tired. Or when the red
flag is up at work. Yes, I actually have one, but truth be told it is
not a red flag but the oscar meyer wiener mobile. What can I
say? I like wieners.
Love:
Been there once or twice. Wouldn't mind being there again.
Man
I'll never forget: Patrick.
Man
I want to forget: Patrick.
The
love of my life: Patrick, I wish I could forget him.
Who
the hell is Patrick?
Commute:
Everyday, 40 miles in and 40 miles out. I have a lot of
patience and I make a lot of bathroom stops.
Job:
Love what I do, wish I could do it at home.
Home:
Townhouse, with a garage, of course silly.
Pet
Peeve #3: People who don't answer email. You know who you are.
Biggest
fear: Phone ringing in the middle of the night.
Worst
dream ever: Ask me about the antelope dream.
Broken
bones: Damn that fatass, she took me down. Yep, arm,
crooked as a jailbird. Toes - a few. Arm again.
Broken
heart: Many times but it heals and it was worth it each time.
I am who I am cause I've been where I've been.
Worst
night out: See nickname.
Second
worst night out: This one is a little fuzzy. Was in my
drinking days. They say there is this video of me dancing, at the
Christmas party, on the table.....yikes. Thank God I don't
drink anymore.
Pet
Peeve #4: Video's of people dancing, at Christmas parties, on tables.
If
I was given one wish: To be able to spend time with my mother.
Favorite
color rose: Peach
Collections:
Rabbits, angels, wizard of oz, men, teddy bears, rings, men,
memories, perfume, music boxes, crosses and men.
Wanted:
A victrola with a wooden horn. Someday.
Sing:
In my little world I sing like a star.
Will
do before I die: Skydive....or die trying to do...............
Life
is good.....Be good to yourself!!!
 
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