You can ask any kind of question! It can be really specific or really general, personal, situational, hypothetical... anything. You can ask us about ourselves, our lives, politics, religion, sex, it's all open game.

That's what makes this so fun.

Oh yeah, definitely not touching the E. Nun, remember? Total nun. Nodemoninational nun, but nun all the same. Or at least that's what the rest of the world sees me as. Stupid fucks.

No, but I've stopped drinking coffee. I used to go to coffee with Peter all the time and I loved it, if not for the coffee. I'm more of a conversation girl and coffee is great for conversations, especially when it's all cold outside and you're tucked away with your never ending cup of hot coffee. That in itself is enough to make it my E. But I call it that because I get very touchy feely when I'm highly caffeinated. That's when I start touching everything, just to see what it feels like. And when I say everything, I mean everything. It's weird, but oddly entertaining.

At least its just coffee...could be worse. Could actually be...E. Sooo not good

That was after seven cups of coffee. I can't be held responsible for my actions or - in this case - words. Coffee just makes me weird. It's my E.

The skiing thing got me...Mama? Skiing? Interesting.

I'm in a...weird, non-color mood. And if I am...I'm too lazy to think of what color it is. I just finished writing essays for scholarships. Not too much fun, trying to write and sound more intelligent than I really am, but maybe I'll get lucky, get the scholarships and can go to college in January a lot cheaper than I would have.

Sooooo what have you guys been up to? Ohh...Question Game...

Hmmm...what kind of questions do I ask?

Yes, we are.

Especially me. I'm supposed to be good at this - in theory - but I'm just not a natural blogger.

I'm not sure what that means.

Could be a good thing, could be a bad thing.

Could just be a thing thing.

Whatever that is.

I still say the question game could help. That's always my problem, I don't know what to say. You're talking to someone, you're asking them questions, you know what to say. Or at least you have a pretty good idea. It's not like I'm going to ask you what you're favorite color is and you're going to totally blank on it, that's just not how it works. Favorite color: Blue. Formerly red. Possibly black, though I don't wear nearly as much as I'd like.

I find I wear a lot of gray when I'm not feeling that uppity emotionally. Blue's more of a social color for me. So I have these blue days where I wake up and it's like I feel blue. Not sad blue, the blues blue, the color blue. That's right. I feel like a color.

Sometimes I sit in a booth at a restuarant and feel like I'm skiing.

I'm a weird child, but you knew that already, no need to rehash the past.

Not when you can flambée the future.

LOVE YOU!!!!!!!! xoxoxoxox
(we are getting pretty pathetic about blogging)