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Saturday, 05 December 2009
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For Me, and For You
1. What is your favorite way to end the week?
A great big plate of food and catching up on missed tv shows.
2. What is the earliest memory you have?
I can actually remember part of my baptism. I know, it's really weird but I do.
3. Where are you right now? What are you doing? What time is it? What are you wearing?
At home sweet home. I'm listening to *Nsync
... at 7:20am. I'm wearing... wait, why do you need to know this? lol
4. How did we meet and how long have we known each other?
We haven't...
5. Have you ever fallen in love? And heartbreaks?
No and yes
6. Where is one place you want to travel and why?
Egypt... I'm such a dork when it comes to Egyptian history and myths. You'd have to drag me out of the tunnels each and every day, I'd never want to leave!
7. Do you play any instruments? Dance?
Piano... I have a soft spot for Chopin's nocturnes. They're beautiful. And I can dance.. to just about anything. Not country though, I have no clue how they do that, lol.
8. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Not like love love... but some people are really expressive and just open about themselves, so when you first see them, you really do get a sense of who they are in that first glance. So.. whatever the step below love is, that's what I believe in.
9. Best physical feature about yourself?
I'm rather fond of my neck, actually
10. Any regrets?
Not being able to have recognized some things for what they were, sooner.
11. If you were on a remote island with no means of escape, what is the one thing you want to have with you?
Um, food? Wouldn't you?
12. What is your favorite memory?
I can't pick just one. I'd be hard pressed to pick a top 5, even.
13. What is something you've always wanted to do, but haven't accomplished yet?
Travel to Egypt...
14. What's your favorite song?
"Hanging by a Moment" by Lifehouse
15. Have any of your dreams ever come true?
Every day. I finally realized life isn't that serious, and that each day is a dream being fulfilled in one way or another.
16. Do you have any favorite food/snacks?
I adore really good spaghetti carbonara. Anything with caramelized onions also gets my attention. Peppermint ice cream as well... it's really hard to find though :(
17. If you were to eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would you want that meal be?
Perfectly cooked scallops (they're hard to come by!) served with a saute of caramelized shallots, brussel sprouts and bacon... and mashed potatoes.
18. What is your favorite movie? TV show?
The Emperor's New Groove... it's absolutely hilarious, don't laugh at me. I don't have a favorite tv show... tv's not been that good lately.
19. What is one time when you were completely happy?
In high school, when I took a tour of the college I wanted to attend. It was such an amazing feeling. I knew that I absolutely belonged there.
20. What are your goals in life?
To be happy and healthy... in that order.
And because I was tagged, you're all now tagged. Really, I wanna see these lists :)
Friday, 04 December 2009
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Why I'm Single (And Loving It!)
I, am a single gal. And though I'd love to meet someone that I "connect" with and can "trust" and all those other sorts of words, I'm also a realist. Who lives in LA (ha). Dating in LA isn't like dating in other cities, as I've mentioned before. It's basically like the extremes of the extremes. That said, there's also a few crazies thrown in. I have met most of these crazies. They seem to flock to me like a moth to a flame.
The latest guy I met seemed normal enough. And since guys who are "feelin' you" at 2am at the club maybe aren't the kinda guys you're wanting to attract, I met this guy at a bookstore. I like to read, apparently so does he. Yay! And yet...
Guy: maybe you could meet my mom-aunt-grandmother, you know, family.
Me (thinking): yeah, sure, and then we can find a ouija board and have a seance so then I can meet the rest of your matriarchs...
Run, Martha, RUN!
edit on Friday with tidbits from Thursday night:
Random White Guy: so... I voted for Obama!
Me: *speechless*
I mean, yes I'm black... Obama's part black. But that doesn't mean he's my homeboy. And really, that is not a pick-up line. It just can't be, lol. Wow.
Guy: I didn't know you could dance!
Me: um, you just met me... there's a whole bunch of things you don't know about me.
Guy: yeah, well, I was just sayin..
Me: ok, riiiiiight
Thursday, 03 December 2009
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Protected List..
My job is driving me absolutely crazy as of late. And because I sort of treat my Xanga like my own personal window into the world, I'm going to write about it because it's... therapuetic. Or, just because I like to put people on blast like that. No, no... definitely therapeutic
. That said, if you'd like to follow along just let me know and I'll set up the Protected List.
Thanks!
Tuesday, 01 December 2009
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Sad Face
I'm just.... "off" lately. Not entirely sure why, either. I've been feeling kinda down but I don't usually let it get to me, or if it does, I just push it away until a later time when I can deal with it. And especially in public... I never show my true feelings in public. Ever. It's not my style. But lately, I can't even pretend that everything's okay anymore. I just don't have answers to anything anymore.
*sigh*
ps. Sorry to be so down. It's December and everyone knows December=happy times. So, sorry. Again.
Thursday, 26 November 2009
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All True, Promise :P
Here are some random facts mini-stories about me. And they're all 100% true, despite how completely crazy weird they seem.- When I got my first splinter removed from a finger, around age 9, I decided right then and there that a splinter-free finger wasn't worth that amount of pain. I asked my dad (doctor) what would happen if I didn't have it removed and he said that eventually, my skin would recognize the shard of wood as something that didn't belong and then work to expel it. Worked for me! I didn't ask how long it would take, because days..weeks.. months, I was totally okay with it. Besides, there's 9 other fingers, I would be okay.
- If I find something to be just absolutely hilarious, I will not laugh. I'll smile instead. Oh, but it's one of those smiles that lets you know she's thinking something. Be it an aptly timed and placed movie quote, a 'karma is a bitch' moment, inspiring cynicism or just something silly, if it knocks my socks off I'll smile. For a long time. And to cap it off, I'll add "that... is funny", because what I really mean is that whatever you've managed to do or say, is absolutely the funniest thing I've witnessed in a long time and laughing is beyond me right now. You rock.
- I love pie. Apple, to be exact. I can't make one to save my life, but oh... I sure can eat one. And how. Due to my insomnia, if you happen to call and wake me up I'll be extremely (if not seemingly irrationally) upset. I'll still answer though if through my anger I can recognize the caller id as someone who wouldn't otherwise call if not for an emergency. If you're the guy I randomly met in a club and at 4am you decided I'm just the gal you need, then you're going to be familiar with my voicemail in oh... about 3 rings. But, if you're a friend, and I mean a true friend, you will respond to my groggy "hello" with "I have pie". In that moment, every one of my life's concerns will melt away from consciousness and I'll even throw on a coat to come stand outside and save you a parking spot. True friends are hard to find.
- In college, I wanted to have good grades. And so, I would often take the 'leader' role in group projects if I felt my grades would suffer. One such time, I had a major paper due the next day but also simply had other classes. 24 hours didn't seem like enough time in a day. Still, I asked everyone to email me their section of the paper no later than midnight, class being at 9am. One person wrote 3 pages, but without any citations/references. Another person wrote 4 pages, but without any paragraphs (really, just one huuuuge run-on paragraph thing). And the last person didn't write anything. I wrote his part. And mine. And wrote the presentation. And made the powerpoint. Anything less than a solid A wasn't gonna fly and I was prepared to tell my teacher as much. But then he reminded us that the paper, worth 50% of our grade would be mostly graded by peer review. I smiled.
- The Christmas following both my brother and my 16th birthdays, I learned that my parents have a mean streak. My brother and I both unwrapped these teeny-tiny boxes thinking it was a check or at the very least something shiny. And shiny, it was. We each had a key! A car key! The attached note said "I'm in the garage!" We all but knocked each other over trying to get to the garage before the other. And when we did, we wanted to cry. There, in between both of my parents cars were our cars. They were model toy cars, his a Ford Mustang and mine a VW Beetle. Mine was lime green. I still have it. I've still never opened it. My grudge-holding capabilities far surpass yours. I'm planning revenge for this Christmas; dad wants a puppy.

Also, Happy Turkey Day to everyone out there! Even if you're a veggie and don't eat meat, it's still a day to be with the family and friends and the people who love like love you for you. We all have something we're thankful for...
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- Name: Martha E.
- Country: United States
- State: California
- Metro: Los Angeles
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 2/22/2003
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