Yogamum Has Forced Meme to Blog...

...and I thank her for it. Sincerely.

And so follow eight random, moderately interesting and painfully truthful things about moi.

1. I like bad 80s club tunes. Lime, Company B, Debbie Deb. My iPod is 1-inch-by-1-inch gay club.

2. When I was a kid we used to go to a Folk Festival every year. We'd camp out, no running water, no showers, no flush toilets, just listen to music and *be*. We were allowed to roam about like we never could at home. In my very chaotic childhood, these are my happiest memories.

3. I'm terrible at math. Like, really, REALLY bad. Ask the IRS. We've exchanged correspondence on the subject.

4. I have only one sibling, and we don't speak. This breaks my heart every day.

5. If I could be anyone in the world, real or fictional, I'd be Carrie Bradshaw. I don't even want to know what that says about me.

6. I have been known to be reduced to uncontrolled panicked sobbing at the mere sight of any member of the cockroach family.

7. I went to an all-girls', Catholic, college preparatory high school, and actually had a pretty damn good time.

8. I am a recovering hypochondriac. And by recovering I mean that at this very moment I am not overcome by the certainty that I have a rare and incurable cancer that will slowly, painfully take my life and leave my children motherless. By the way, do you think this mole is shaped funny? The borders look a little asymetrical when I hold my arm like this and squint with my head tilted to the left...