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What was the first R-rated movie you were allowed to see?
What was the first R-rated movie you were allowed to see?
What famous/infamous person, dead or alive, would you most like to see on a reality show about their life?
What famous/infamous person, dead or alive, would you most like to see on a reality show about their life?
Why doesn’t your husband have a formspring.me page? Don’t you think that’s kind of rude to not support you in the job that you love?
That’s a really good question. I bug him and bug him about it and he just flat out tells me to get back in the kitchen and make him a potpie.
Whennn are you coming to Knoxville again? :)
Probably not anytime soon, but I hear coming to California is way cooler than living in Tennessee.
If you could make one person fall in love with you who would it be?
Ashton Kutcher. That’s right, I said it. He’s also got a formspring.me: http://www.formspring.me/aplusk Dover, I’m THIS close.
What’s the origin of your name?
My mother always joked that she was being arrested for prostitution when she went into labor. I hope it’s because she thought the name was pretty and she really was joking.
Planes, Training and Auto Sales
The past few weeks have been a blur. I’ve been faxing and emailing and calling and learning income tax accounting for small businesses. I’ve been working on our payroll and learning the ins-and-outs of being a landlord.
I’ve decided with all the free time I have, that I’m going to start YET ANOTHER blog. People do it all the time – relocate and fornicate – and I certainly think there is a little space for me to write about it over on Wordpress. When I download WP and start the blog (which will more than likely be this weekend) I’ll make sure to include everyone in on the details. Dover’s even going to write in it, I hear.
The past two weeks we’ve been frantically scouting Craigslist to find a place out there and I’ll be visiting the area on the 6th of April. When we return, we’ll have two weeks to get our house in order for the new tenants (we’ve already found them) and it’s off to San Francisco to live. I just had a panic attack even typing that. But, I’m really so excited. I know I’ll be bursting at the seams when we get back, having actually been there and knowing what we are in store for.
We’re sadly going to have to leave Murphy (our dog) behind. The city doesn’t easily accommodate his giant turds and his ultra-hyper OHMYGODIT’SANEWPERSONINEEDTOJUMPONTHEIRFACEANDGETACLOSERLOOK!!! attitude. Not to mention they have something called Pet Rent and I’m sorry but I don’t feel comfortable paying some asinine fee for a dog that won’t even go out and get a job.
In all seriousness, of course we don’t mind the pet rent. It’s just more about his quality of life. Cooped up in a 500 square foot apartment all day doesn’t sound like a very happy life for a 90lb dog. Our cat Peaches on the other hand will be coming along for the ride. I just hope that she can contain her excitement in the plane and doesn’t throw up all over her cage. Do you know that you’re encouraged to both LEASH AND WALK your animal outside of the airport prior to departure? Yeah, I’ll take pictures of that shit. I mean her on a leash, not her actual poop. Gross.
Do you have any scars on your body? If so, how’d you get them?
I have a large one on my left thigh. My cousin and I were playing tag. I was “it” and instead of tagging him, I tagged an oak chest with brass SHARP edges. No stitches, no bandage and I don’t think I cried. Afterward, I walked barefoot on broken glass and swallowed a sword.
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