A meme, lifted from Gwen. My answers, as is my wont, are in color.
First job: My first on-the-books job was dishwashing and bussing tables at a restaurant. I was 14. I hated every minute of it.
First screen name: Boytoy, an ode to Madonna. Things have changed a bit since then.
First self-purchased CD: Soul Asylum, Grave Dancer's Union
Vinyl Album: Other than my Disney records as a kid, I've never owned vinyl
First piercing/tattoo: Ears, age 5, at a drugstore in Cottage Grove/abstract sun on the small of my back, age 19, at Medusa Tattoos in Portland
First true love: Hrm...Nikema Bender, I think. I was...3? In grown-up terms, probably Simon, though I'd have told you differently in high school. It's sort of each to discount true loves after the fact, I guess.
First enemy: My cousin Jenny. We were a month and a day apart (she was older), she was all brawn, I was all brains. It was not a match made in heaven.
Last big car ride: In July, to Dallas, to pick up Leo.
Last kiss: Mark, this morning.
Last library book checked out: I have no idea. It has been a while since I have checked anyhting out.
Last movie seen: Good Night, and Good Luck.
Last beverage drank: Coke.
Last food consumed: A Halloween Kit Kat. Nasty.
Last phone call: I talked to a job recruiter about an hour ago.
Last CD played: The new Dar Williams.
Last annoyance: Not getting into a class I want to take because my registration period was two hours later than the history students'.
Last pop drank: Aforementioned Coke.
Last ice cream eaten: My incredible homemade peppermint chocolate ice cream.
Last time scolded: I don't recall. It's been a while.
Last shirt worn: Currently wearing an orange vee-neck tee from Target.
I AM: demanding, but worth it.
I WANT: a vacation.
I HAVE: lots of lists.
I WISH: I could make things better for everyone.
I HATE: diet soda and dress codes and never having enough time.
I FEAR: enclosed spaces and people I don't know.
I HEAR: ringing in my ears, from time to time.
I SEARCH: for pants that fit properly and a fufilling career.
I WONDER: if I'll get lots of trick o' treaters tonight.
I REGRET: not a whole lot, actually.
I LOVE: the sun, Chai, sleeping in, time alone, bad TV.
I ALWAYS: obsess about things I can't change.
I AM NOT: who I used to be.
I DANCE: not well or often.
I SING: even less well than I dance, but much more often.
I CRY: less and less lately.
YES or NO: YOU KEEP A DIARY: No, not as such. I used to keep a very verbose journal, but now this blog is it.
YOU LIKE TO COOK: Not at all. It's messy and you can't count on it. Plus nothing makes me less excited about a meal than having to cook it myself.
YOU HAVE A SECRET YOU HAVE NOT SHARED WITH ANYONE: Hrm. I don't think I do. I mean, there is probably something I've never told anyone, but I don't know that there is anything I've made a point to never tell anyone.
HAVE A CRUSH: Generally two or three of them.
WANT TO GET MARRIED: No.
GET MOTION SICKNESS: Not generally. Seasickness, a little bit.
THINK YOU'RE A HEALTH FREAK: Hah. Hardly.
CURRENT HAIR COLOR: Brown with blonde highlights.
EYE COLOR: Light hazel. More gold than green.
BIRTHPLACE: The thriving metropolis of Cottage Grove, Oregon.
FAVORITE NUMBER: 8. This is in part because of my birthday (8/28) and in part because I like the sexy shape of the number.
COLOR: It varies. I am generally drawn to red things, particularly dark red/burgundy shades. Jewel tones in general make me pretty happy, though.
DAY: Recently, I'm loving Sunday. It's the less stressful day. But for nights, I like Friday (for the same reason). Sunday nights are kind of stressful, due to the incoming Monday.
MONTH: Hrm. September, I think.
SONG(S): This varies by mood, but all-time favorites include "Me and Bobby McGee" (anybody's version, really, but I am slightly preferential to Kristofferson's) and "As Cool As I Am" by Dar Williams.
SEASON: Fall. Seems like new things always start in the fall, and that fills me with hope and opportunity, which makes me happy.
DRINK: I could try to say something glamorous here, but in reality, my life begins and ends with Pepsi. Fully caffeinated, fully sugared Pepsi. There's nothing like it.