Because work is insane. But first: I have to declare comment amnesty up to this post, I'm sorry everyone! There is a whole lot of Too Much going on right now and you are all so lovely and responsive and I love it but I just cannot go back and respond to everything at this juncture. May work slow down soon. Please. :(
Anyway.
How old are you:
Thirty, finally. I kept thinking of myself as thirty probably starting at 25, so it's nice to actually be there.
Tattoos:
None. This will never change, because it would be spitting on my dad's memory; he had huge issues with tattoos, not as an art or anything, but he had so many patients who died from hepatitis contracted from tattoo-getting that he made me promise, and even though many places are better and cleaner now, I will keep that promise. (See also: I wanted a bellybutton piercing and got a nice story about someone who died of sepsis. He had no issues with how these things LOOKED, but was convinced that most body mods are just slow murder.)
Have you ever ...
Ridden in an ambulance:
Many, many more times than I can count, since I worked on one for eight years. As a patient? Twice.
Sang karaoke:
Too shy.
Ice skated:
Plenty of times, though it's been a couple of years; the last time was at ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wordsaremyfaith's last birthday spent in New York.
Ridden a motorcycle:
Actually no! I feel as if this is something I should experience, but I notably have not. Jetski, though, yes. I love to jetski. Motorcycle of the seas.
Stayed in hospital:
A few times.
Skipped school:
Skipped illicitly, like without it being my parents pulling me out because they thought something the school did was stupid? That would be, oh, about 30% of high school. I didn't show up to a lot of classes. I was burned out and uninspired and able to graduate with a 3.5 GPA just from exams and turning in assignments.
Last phone call:
I think it was calling my mom to say hi.
Last text from:
Peapod letting me know my groceries are out for delivery.
Pepsi or Coke:
The Coke line of products, but not actually Coke; I'm not a cola person. Sprite and Fanta are lovely. I also like all kinds of ginger ale and I can't remember which ones are associated with which manufacturers.
Favorite Pie:
I don't eat pies. There's a little bit too much food-touching-while-still distinct going on.
Favorite pizza:
Green pepper & onion.
Favorite season:
Summer. Absolutely no contest.
Broken bones:
My nose, twice. Couple of hand bones when I was younger. Multiple toes that are technically still broken.
Received a ticket:
Once, a 75-in-a-55 speeding ticket while I was late for an exam. That day only kept getting better! /s
Favorite color:
Olive green.
Sunset or sunrise:
Sunset, I think, even though twilight gives me headaches ... these days I'd rather not be awake for sunrise.
