Five thousand, six hundred and thirty
• my least favorite fragrance I hate heavy perfumes. Candles with scents like clean linen.
• my least favorite fragrance I hate heavy perfumes. Candles with scents like clean linen.
• my favorite actor Dylan O'brien.
• my favorite actress Drew Barrymore.
• an embarrassing story I don't really have any.
• favorite time of day Late evening, midnight.
• favorite artist Bram.
• favorite musician / band David Bowie, Elton John, Prince, Ruelle, and Billy Joel. Tool, Placebo, Genesis.
• least favorite musicians / bands Coldplay, Evanescence.
• favorite form of exercise Walking, bicycling, swimming.
• my most recent dream Uh. It was kind of weird. Younger versions of Adam and myself, and a few other people were living in this tiny cottage tucked away in the woods, pushed up against a creek or small river, and we were hiding from someone or something. I referred to these guys who were with me as my brothers [aside from Adam, obviously], and the youngest one looked like a younger version of Dule Hill [Gus from Psych], and I was trying to comfort him because he was crying. I don't know. It was weird. I also had one about my niece, Charolee, roaming around her house alone in nothing but a diaper / pullup while chewing on five sticksof bubble gum that she had found on the coffee table.
• scariest moment of my life I'm not sure. Maybe the treacherous drive through the summer storms in Oklahoma, on the way to Indiana. That was awful.
• happiest moment of my life Publishing my first novel, getting married, raising Emily, buying my first house.
• advice Leave your shitty job instead of staying. :) :) :) <--
• playlists for whatever occasion Eh.
• celebrity interaction I met Sigfried from Sigfried and Roy. I wasn't impressed, but there were a lot of other people who were flocking around him like it was a huge deal. Adam and I just sort of looked at him, shrugged, and resumed looking at the wild cats.
• worst crush story I don't have one.