#2: Your hair is:

Natural tones of blonde and brown- and totally luxurious and radiant.
Blonde and cut into a stylish bob.
Long, dark and mysterious.
Dark and wavy.
Dark brown and full o' ringlets.
Platinum blonde- and as untamable as me!
Silky, shiny, straight and black.
Auburn and curly.
Red- and tied back
Short, dark and dreadlocked.
Black, in a nearly 60s style flip.
Coiffed to the max!
Fiery and glowing as though it has a life of its own!
Brown with highlights, in a permanently 80s 'do.
Long, sun-kissed, strawberry blonde.
Dark brown and kept in a low-maintenance, somewhat masculine style.
A dark copper brown.
Blonde but "natural."
Bleached blonde, and skyscraper-rivalling in height.
What's it to you, cocksucker? Mind yer fucking business!
A mane of dark, shimmering auburn.

#3: Some creepy, annoying loser is sleazing up to you. What do you do?:

Look past his outward appearances and see if he can teach you something.
Hint in none-so-subtle terms that he just doesn't cut it.
Use whatever's around to get him to leave you alone.
Get him to do my dirty work. If he's not gone after that, pay him off to get him to leave me alone.
Wrestle his ass down to nothing in front of 500 other guys.
Test his flexibility in the gym and have a few laughs.
Give him a good spanking!
Wrinkle my nose and tell him he's disgusting.
I think he's kinda cute...
Take his money, then drug him.
Urgh. Tell him he's les incompetants
Electrocute him
Get the loser to help me out, then piss off on him.
Take him bungee jumping. See how adventurous he really is.
Show him what he wants to see, then kill him.
Two words: Colonic Irrigation.
Have a shower at his place, refusing to leave, refusing to let him join me.
Let him know that family ties are more important to you than someone even dorkier than Bill Gates.
Tell 'im to go fuck himself, asshole.
Aw, but he's kinda cute in a cur-dog puppy kinda way.

#4: My guilty pleasures are:

Wasting electricity. Hell, I can afford it...
Rich old men.
Whipped cream.
Zooming around on rollerblades.
Adult books.
Clothes- I'm a tragic clothes horse. I simply can't wear the same thing twice.
Rich guys in casinos.
'lectricity and battery-powered, erm, friends.
Weight loss- through any means.
Bungee jumping!
Watching women sweat in skimpy tight clothing.
Flowers. Loads of 'em!
Reading in the nude.
Both kinds of music: Country AND Western!
What's it to you, asswipe?
Beer.

#5: Your area of expertise is:

Being in charge of huge oil tankers!
Saving the day!
Looking innocent.
Economics.
A tie between skating and wrestling!
Dodgy dental work.
Working out.
The Dewey Decimal System.
Making myself look fabulous, darling!
Spiking drinks.
Fashion design or snobbery.
Electronics
Cellulite Drainage.
Bungee Jumping!
Seducing girls.
Health spa apparatus.
History, particularly, pertaining to 20th Century Aeroplane engineering.
Wild sexy stage performances!
Cramming as many expletives as possible into one sentence.
Writing a lil' ol' country tune...

#6: People think I'm eerily similar to:

Stephanie Seymour
Madonna.
Bettie Page.
Some blonde they saw in a porno/at a car expo/promoting cigarettes/working in a club.
Theresa Russell.
Rosie Perez.
Michelle Pfeiffer.
Victoria Principle.
The trangender performer from Midnight in the Garden Of Good and Evil.
Demi Moore.
Jamie Lee Curtis.
Kelly LeBrock.
Jane Fonda.
Cindy Crawford.
Drew Barrymore.
Dolly Parton.
Captain Pugwash.
Reba McIntire.

#7: If I were a performer, I'd be doing:

Wistful country songs which CD shops would file under "blues"
An aerobics show with gorgeous women in the background.
Wild country and western songs with crazy stage antics.
Being one of those cute, but harmless female wrestlers on WWF.
A one-woman show about the lack of substance in society and my life today.
Trying my hand at everything- a little music, a little B-grade acting...
I wouldn't perform, but being a celebrity writer might be fun.

#8: A group of words which describe me are:

Loud/no-nonsense/pottymouth.
Sweet/innocent/slightly impish.
Wealthy/aloof/shrewd.
Happy/shallow/outdoorsy.
Intelligent/open/experimental.
Sultry/quiet/successful.
Insecure/bitchy/charming-on-the-surface.

#9: I'd prefer to hang out :

In a dark, dodgy casino with Easter island tikis as decorations.
By myself. I really need my privacy- if I want people around, I'll say when.
On deck and in charge. (Aye, aye, captain!)
Anywhere where the lighting's good.
With the top names, darhhhling.
In a library.
At home, curled up in bed with my late night "friends."

#10: If I was a place, I'd be:

An expensive penthouse suite decked out with designer labels.
An executive office where all the action happens and all the decisions are made.
Miami- sunny, vibrant, and full of life.
An open space, a blank canvas- waiting for some inspiration.
New York City- sexy, stylish and up-to-date.
Parr-Rie. The capital of fashion and style.
The ocean. Outdoors, and in the fresh air, and full of life and adventure.
A dark forboding castle that's tightly locked.
A pub with the smells of old smoke and alcohol hanging around. Well known, liked, and realistic.
A girls' locker room.