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Lambchops: 20 Facts Proving She's More Than A Puppet [Corpgent's W/O]Apr 8, 2003 (Updated Apr 9, 2003) Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line It is impossible to write just twenty things, but I REALLY did try!
Patiently I awaited my invitation to Corpgent’s write off. Day after day, I hoped beyond all hope that I would be awarded the opportunity to join. Finally, this morning my wish was granted. I didn’t have to crash the write off, he contacted me! So here you go, take it or leave it. Here are my twenty (or so) facts that you may or may not already know about me. Take them or leave them, these facts are representative of the person I am…flaws and all. 1. I was born on December 8, 1976 in a small hospital in Midland, Michigan. I was an emergency c-section as a result of my insistence to arrive butt-first to the world. My mother wasn’t allowed to see me for a few days, so my father graciously provided a description. “Charlie Brown blockhead with big purple feet.” He thought it was funny; mom on the other hand whacked him over the head and promptly began to cry. By the way, I really did have a block head (no cone head here!) and big ol’ purple feet (I wore baby size 1 shoes at birth). 2. I spent the first five years of my life living on a large river that bisects mid-Michigan called the Tittabawassee. My particular residence was a small white and yellow house in rural Gladwin County. There were no children for miles, and as such the only other kid I had much of a relationship with growing up was my younger sister, Cheryl (she’s 24 now). Anyway, the effect of this relative isolation was painful shyness that even today pops up now and again. 3. Both of my parents are teachers and University of Michigan graduates who were born in 1947 raised in Flint, Michigan by auto workers. Obviously, reading and education were always of high value in my home. And as such, I began reading at age three. The first book I remember reading was one from the old Dick & Jane readers educational series titled “We Look and See.” It certainly wasn’t Shakespeare but it got the job done. I soon turned to higher fiction the likes of “Whoa Joey” and “The Gillygoofang.” 4. I was raised very independently. My parents recently called their style “permissive.” Ironically, everybody thought my parents were very strict. Basically from birth I was given the freedom of choice. They acted as guides to intervene if my choices turned out to be bad. I learned to love and enjoy horror films and books at a young age without much censorship. My father would watch with me to ensure that I knew it wasn’t real but otherwise I was free to choose my viewing and reading preferences. It worked out rather well, if I do say so myself…I came to realize that everything that happened to me at least in part was a result of my own actions as caused by my own choices. I do not blame anybody except myself for anything in my life. 5. I ran track for ten years. Yup. You read that right…TEN YEARS. My father coached track for nearly twenty years in my home town. I wanted to run, so in second grade my parents signed me up for Fleet Feet, a girls track club in Midland. I won ribbons and medals and by the time Junior High rolled around I was an old pro. But that only lasted until I was seventeen. After ten years of sprinting, hurdling, and jumping (I was a long jumper first and foremost) my back gave out. I haven’t competed since, and aside from the glory have missed it very little. 6. I spent six years in college. No…not for just one degree. Three and a half years were spent getting my first degree, a bachelors of science in Political Science with a minor in Sociology from Lake Superior State University. I then moved on to Michigan State University and attended grad school for one semester on scholarship. That was a less-than-perfect experience so I changed my major to Telecommunications and was awarded a bachelor of arts degree after one and a half years of education. 7. My favorite color is red. My hair is actually a brownish shade, but the color I am speaking of as my favorite is of the vibrant cherry-apple variety. I’m in the process of redecorating my bedroom in red and khaki. I used to drive a red car. As a child, the only way my mother could get me to wear a dress was if it was red. I’ve got a ton of red clothing. You get the picture. 8. Speaking of red cars, my first car was a 1991 Ford Escort Pony. I got it in 1994 before my senior year of high school. It was one of the five or so best cars in the parking lot. It lasted until I sold it in December/January of this year. I loved the ‘scort despite the fact that it employed “arm-strong” steering and lacked any amenities including a passenger side mirror. But it was time to move on to other horizons. 9. I used to be extremely addicted to Mountain Dew. I guess this is a common occurrence among college students. But my addiction was actually during high school. I would drink a lot…maybe five/six 20oz bottles a day. It got so bad that I couldn’t fall asleep without a Mountain Dew. I broke myself of the habit after I entered college and made VERY little money. 10. Music is not my first love. Sure I played clarinet for five or six years, but my first loves in entertainment are a tie between books and movies. In fact, believe it or not but I am a movie trivia buff and own some 100 films on VHS and DVD. But most important (as spoken about above) are books. I have read thousands and own well over a thousand. In fact, the collection has grown so large that I’ve overtaken a bedroom in my home and made it into my own personal library. Talk about paradise… 11. I am a writer. Not that it should come as any shock. In high school, I was part of the Echo…the yearbook. In college even before classes began (actually at orientation, I do believe) I was hired as a staff writer. My job became increasingly important and soon I became a senior staff writer (my freshman year). From there, I became a columnist and eventually the Sports Editor. During my junior year of college, I was offered the full editorship. I was first choice, and I forced myself to turn it down. The position took a lot of time and energy that I was unable to devote due to health stuff and an upcoming senior thesis. I already mentioned I was a J-School student. And now I write at Epinions to hone my skills. 12. I don’t drink alcohol to speak of. Not because of any moral issue with the stuff, I had a great time in college believe me! But more because of a certain incident with a fifth of Goldschlager on my 21st birthday. Needless to say, the sugar in the liqueur didn’t mix well with my own hypoglycemia. I am now a lightweight. Though, I still do enjoy the occasional girly drink like a Seabreeze, Screwdriver, Vodka Martini, or Long Island Iced Tea. 13. Speaking of morals I am a liberal, pacifist, atheist. Throughout childhood and my teen years I struggled with the question of who I am. I attended churches of every variety with my friends. My parents left my religious preference up to me…they are not anti-religion as much as free-of-religion (despite my mother teaching at a parochial school). In the end after much consideration, I proclaimed myself an atheist. That was seven or eight years ago. The liberal and pacifist parts have been life-long belief systems that have of course been reconsidered (especially as a Political Science student), but have somehow remained intact. 14. Growing up I was a tomboy. My mother kept my hair SHORT because I refused to brush it. I wore boy’s clothes; I played boys sports and games. Heck, I even could pass for a boy on occasion (so said a bus driver one time who called this yellow-stretch panted girl “sonny”). I’ve got the scars to prove it. But I am still a hopeless romantic. I am appreciative of flowers (tulips and yellow roses, please) and love and all that mushy stuff. And miracle of all miracles I was married in 2001 to the guy I’d dated for four years. We’ve been together nearly six years total now. And I’m still a tomboy. 15. I’ve broken all of my toes and fingers but never a major bone. I guess that is as a result of my very sturdy bone structure. As mentioned, I was a boy at heart as a kid. I did everything every quickly and with a lot of force. Some of my toes are pretty gnarly but my fingers turned out pretty well aside from a few strange bumps and lumps. 16. Speaking of fingers, I bite my nails. I hate the habit. In fact, I’m disgusted at myself for even having it. I am orally fixated (don’t get any nasty thoughts, please). I was born with my thumb in my mouth and sucked on it until I was five. On my fifth birthday I was suckered into being a big girl and that same day I began biting my fingernails. I’ve tried every remedy known to man and even have on occasion managed to quit. But one stressful incident sends me back to munching. Not just a little, either. But I don’t want to gross anybody out with the icky details. 17. I am a nerd. My first computer was a Commodore 64 followed by an Apple IIGS. My first PC was in 1991 or so. In 1982 I also was given a state of the art ColecoVision. I played games on all of these systems. I loved Montezuma’s Revenge, Summer Games, and Word Wizard on the Commodore 64. And on the ColecoVision I was a fan of Smurf’s Rescue, Cabbage Patch Kids, Ladybug, Zaxxon, and Donkey Kong among others. I began programming computers in the late 1980’s in Basic. I also have programmed in a number of other now extinct languages including Pascal and FoxPro. In spite of my education, I now am employed as a computer systems specialist and I fully embrace my nerdiness. 18. I love all things horror. My first memories of horror movies come from USA Network and their Friday and Saturday night horror and science fiction broadcasts. I would stay up to the wee hours of the night to catch every movie, sometimes staying Up All Night (bad pun…at least to those of you who remember). I like it all…from slashers to monsters and from ghosts to psychological. But the worst are ghost movies; they scare the crap out of me. Along with horror movies, I love horror novels. I love (as to most readers of the genre) authors like Clive Barker, Stephen King, and Robert McCammon. I also enjoy Poppy Z. Brite, Richard Matheson, and so many others. My favorite genre of horror and sci-fi is apocalyptic fiction. Yup. I’m into morbid things. 19. Speaking of horrific things, I have always been fascinated with serial killers. I remember as a kid seeing Helter Skelter on TNT or TBS (can’t recall which) and sitting through the literal HOURS of the film. I also remember standing at the newsstand and seeing the executed, shaven-head of Ted Bundy when I was 12 or 13 years old. Since then, I’ve read and watched just about everything I can about serial killers. It’s not their murderous acts that fascinate me at all. Rather, I’m drawn to the motive behind the mayhem. Why do they do these horrible things? And yeah…I really like American Psycho (the book specifically, though I do own the DVD of the movie). 20. I am pierced and tattooed. I had at one point in time ten piercings in my ears. Eight are still open. I also have the Kanji symbol for love tattooed on my back and a flower/sun on my stomach. Finally, my belly button is pierced though no longer adorned with jewelry (I let it grow in when I lost the barbell). I will be getting a final tattoo on my 10th anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. That will be in January 2006. If you have any ideas about what it should be, I’d be happy to listen. I need help! 20+1. I cannot cook. I do not cook. I will not cook. Sure I’m a woman, but my husband does a fine enough job. Actually, let me rephrase that. I can cook scratch macaroni and cheese and a fine dish of polish sausage and sauerkraut. Oh! And I can cook ANYTHING that goes in the microwave or toaster. 20+2. I’m slightly lighter on my left side than right. I’ve alluded to the cancer a few times, but I also had a congenital kidney/urinary tract defect that was first dealt with when I was six. But they didn’t take out the kidney. It took until I was almost 23 for me to finally seek help and have it removed. I’ve never felt as good in my life as I do right now. ____________________________________________ I know that I went over twenty, but I couldn’t help myself. Please ignore my insolence of rules. Want to know more? Ask me. I’m open, and I’ve made it a point to field questions and freely and honestly as humanly possible. Again, thank you to Corpgent for his incredible Write-Off and invitation. Seriously…this was an AMAZING idea and I’m happy to participate. Check out this link for more information about the write-off including participants or to join.  |
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