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MEMEMEMEMEMEME

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I am desperate for a break from Norman Fairclough and Critical Discourse Analysis. Plus, two of my favorite bloggers did it, and this bandwagon is winking mighty flirtatiously with me.

1. My uncle once: took me out dancing with his boyfriend, their friends, my friends, and my Grandfather.

2. Never in my life: have I craved pho so much.

3. When I was five: my mom passed away.

4. High school was: confusing. My identity was always in flux. Was I an academic? Was I political? Was I gay? Was I straight? Oy, I’m so glad that is all over with.

5. I will never forget: the feeling of warm sand between my toes.

6. Once I met: Kate Hudson at Slim’s in San Francisco during Chris Robinson’s set.

7. There’s this girl I know: who is so amazing and inspiring and makes me think motherhood is totally doable. (This applies to a couple amazing people, actually)

8. Once, at a bar: in Paris I started smoking after a two year break. Thankfully, I quit again.

9. By noon, I’m usually: antsy from too much coffee.

10. Last night: I fell asleep listening to Mogwai.

11. If only I had: an ability to secure a rad, cheap apartment before returning to Seattle.

12. Next time I go to church: I will probably shift uncomfortably and mock everyone in the safe recesses of my mind.

13. What worries me most: is making sure I find a decent apartment to accommodate my partner-in-crime.

14. When I turn my head left I see: a small wooden stool.

15. When I turn my head right I see: my portable hard drive of DOOOOOOOM.

16. You know I’m lying when: I say “uh” a lot.

17. What I miss most about the Eighties is: my bright pink and neon green striped polo shirt. It was rad.

18. If I were a character in Shakespeare I’d be: Mercutio. I can be a long-winded prankster, and someone mucking things up for others. Plus, I like being a background player.

19. I have a hard time understanding: pedagogy at RUC.

20. If I ever go back to school: Tough titters, I’m already there.