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Accent: I don't think I have one, although people have assured me that I do.
Booze: Strawberry daiquiris. One of them puts me to sleep within half an hour. It's great.
Chore I Hate: Pulling manes.
Dog or Cat: Horse. Well, OK. Cat.
Essential Electronics: Not an essential, but Spot is wonderful.
Favorite Cologne: Um, none.
Gold or Silver: Depends on what it is. Gold for the resale value, silver for bits.
Hometown: Reisterstown.
Insomnia: When I least need it.
Job Title: Confused.
Kids: I can put up with other people's kids, but would drive my own to suicide.
Living arrangements: Mother, sister, two dogs, one Plague of Corgi, three cats, one Tip, one Zazu, five voices in my head.
Most admirable traits: Ability to say "c'est la vie" and forgive and forget (at least as far as the horses are concerned); drive to be better
Number of sexual partners: Zero.
Overnight hospital stays: One, I think. Birth.
Phobias: Heights, unless I'm in a plane. Then it's OK.
Quote: "Everything turns out all right in the end. If it's not all right, it's not the end." -a very wise man
Religion: None.
Siblings: Younger sisters. One is blood related, the others have kind of attached themselves to me. It's like ducklings, or limpets.
Time I wake up: Too early.
Unusual talent or skill: Can touch tip of tongue to nose. Can also diagnose lamenesses fairly accurately, especially considering I have no veterinary training. (It got to the point where, with John, I could walk into his stall, look in his eyes, and figure out whether he was going to be lame or not. Weird but true.)
Vegetable I love: Portobello mushrooms, to a point; spinach (raw in salads, cooked with cream cheese in croissants); olives.
Worst habit: Overuse of the word 'fuck', mentally badmouthing people.
X-rays: Clavicle, metatarsal and surrounding areas, quite possibly mandible.
Yummy foods I make: Sin cookies. Break all your new year's resolutions in one go, provided that you resolved to abstain from alcohol, chocolate, coffee, fattening foods, and eating more than one.
Zodiac sign: Gemini. Which is why I cracked up in a chat room conversation two years ago, that nobody remembers but me.
Accent: I don't think I have one, although people have assured me that I do.
Booze: Strawberry daiquiris. One of them puts me to sleep within half an hour. It's great.
Chore I Hate: Pulling manes.
Dog or Cat: Horse. Well, OK. Cat.
Essential Electronics: Not an essential, but Spot is wonderful.
Favorite Cologne: Um, none.
Gold or Silver: Depends on what it is. Gold for the resale value, silver for bits.
Hometown: Reisterstown.
Insomnia: When I least need it.
Job Title: Confused.
Kids: I can put up with other people's kids, but would drive my own to suicide.
Living arrangements: Mother, sister, two dogs, one Plague of Corgi, three cats, one Tip, one Zazu, five voices in my head.
Most admirable traits: Ability to say "c'est la vie" and forgive and forget (at least as far as the horses are concerned); drive to be better
Number of sexual partners: Zero.
Overnight hospital stays: One, I think. Birth.
Phobias: Heights, unless I'm in a plane. Then it's OK.
Quote: "Everything turns out all right in the end. If it's not all right, it's not the end." -a very wise man
Religion: None.
Siblings: Younger sisters. One is blood related, the others have kind of attached themselves to me. It's like ducklings, or limpets.
Time I wake up: Too early.
Unusual talent or skill: Can touch tip of tongue to nose. Can also diagnose lamenesses fairly accurately, especially considering I have no veterinary training. (It got to the point where, with John, I could walk into his stall, look in his eyes, and figure out whether he was going to be lame or not. Weird but true.)
Vegetable I love: Portobello mushrooms, to a point; spinach (raw in salads, cooked with cream cheese in croissants); olives.
Worst habit: Overuse of the word 'fuck', mentally badmouthing people.
X-rays: Clavicle, metatarsal and surrounding areas, quite possibly mandible.
Yummy foods I make: Sin cookies. Break all your new year's resolutions in one go, provided that you resolved to abstain from alcohol, chocolate, coffee, fattening foods, and eating more than one.
Zodiac sign: Gemini. Which is why I cracked up in a chat room conversation two years ago, that nobody remembers but me.