||[Feb. 6th, 2004|10:05 am]
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Happy Friday folks. Today is going to be something of a spammage fest. First, it's my annual review at 1pm and I'm dreading it. Dreading it. I hate these. So spamming will keep my mind occupied.
Also, ravenscathedral is stuck at home waiting for word on what's wrong with her car and what it's going to take to fix it and has politely requested that I (or we, if you're so inclined) spam the bejeebers out of her so that she'll have plenty to read when she gets back on.
I can do that. I can totally do that.
1. What's the most daring thing you've ever done?
Uhh. Propositioning Matt? Bluffing my way through check-in at Logan on my way to Ireland?
2. What one thing would you like to try that your mother/friend/significant other would never approve of?
I might like short hair again someday. And I might like a tattoo.
3. On a scale of 1-10, what's your risk factor? (1=never take risks, 10=it's a lifestyle)
I'm about a solid 3. My life has enough natural risk in it without me trying to beef it up a bit. Getting cases and crates of computer equpiment into third world countries for a living? That's risky. I'll keep on the sunnier side of risk, thanks.
4. What's the best thing that's ever happened to you as a result of being bold/risky?
Matt. No question. What I did was completely out of character. Two years later I'm lucky enough to be dating a man who's never known me to be a wallflower because he allowed me to think of myself as a little bit daring.
5. ... and what's the worst?
Getting laughed at by a crush. In front of his friends. Who had all bet on how long it would take me to make an ass of myself. Wow. Not one of my more shining moments.
Ok, more spam later. Must pack desk for move to downtown.