me from a to z
Stolen from Maryse.
Accent: Midwestern, but there's still quite a bit of Minnesotan in there, which I can amplify at will.
Breakfast or no breakfast: Brunch, actually. I tend to just drink coffee in the morning and then at about 11 or so I get hungry, so I'll have a nosh. It's rare that I wake up starving.
Chore I don't care for: all of them. Lately, though, I've started thinking about cleaning as a form of exercise, so I try to do a little bit every day--washing dishes, sweeping, dusting, mopping. I think, now, that cleaning the litter box--not daily maintenance, but really cleaning and changing the litter--would be my least favorite.
Dog or cat: 
An old picture, but one of my favorites.
Essential electronics: Computer, phone, and if I'm being really honest, iPod, TV, DVR, DVD player. The last four I could certainly live and work without, but I am awfully fond of them.
Favorite cologne: Haven't worn perfume in years and years. Sometimes I will dot my wrists, but it feels like I'm playing dress up.
Gold or silver: Silver.
Handbag I carry most often: A Queen Bee creation from a few years ago--it's a red truckette like this one but in red, with a swirly stitch on it. I love the seatbelt strap. It's roomy enough for everything--knitting, book, wallet, keys. Most of my handbags are knitting bags--free swag from the old job.
Insomnia: Occasionally. In high-stress situations.
Job Title: Managing Editor. (sounds more impressive than it is.)
Kids: Does it read too desperate to answer "yes, please"?
Living arrangements: A decent-sized 1-bedroom in a kick-ass nabe.
Most admirable trait: A willingness to always see the best in people? This is a double-edged sword, of course.
Naughtiest childhood behavior: [redacted]
Overnight hospital stay: Haven't done that yet, but I was rushed to the emergency room at 3:00 AM once, with bronchitis so acute that I couldn't breathe. That was when we discovered I was allergic to everything.
Phobias: a mild case of acrophobia that I can usually overcome. Usually. I also have a slight fear of loud noises--fireworks, guns, sometimes thunderclaps--that really only means I stick my fingers in my ears when I think loud noises are imminent. And I have the occasional bout of claustrophobia.
Quote: "I wanna decide who lives and who dies." "Oh, I don't know..." -- MST3K
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Reason to smile: I almost have my groove back?
Siblings: one younger brother, three older stepsisters
Time I wake up: anywhere between 7 and 8, these days. Quite a change from the months I was waking up at 5:30 every morning (see "insomnia," above).
Unusual skill or talent: If I'm working at home, I can tell you when it's 3:18 PM without using a clock. This would be the time at which all the kids from the nearby school make it over to the pizza place across the street. This is a seasonal skill.
Vegetable I refuse to eat: My years of being a vegetarian (now over) helped me figure out that I actually do like most vegetables, though if I can avoid it I won't eat cooked carrots or beets.
Worst habit: Laziness.
X-rays: Sure, why not? The latest was of my lungs, a little over a year ago, when I was trying to figure out why I wasn't breathing well. I'm happy to say that I am breathing perfectly fine, thank you.
Yummy stuff: Cheese.
Zoo animal I like most: Why, penguins, of course.
