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Tag thing!

  • Rule 1 - Post the rules. 
  • Rule 2 - Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and then make 11 new ones. 
  • Rule 3 - Tag 11 people and link them to your post. 
  • Rule 4 - Let them know you’ve tagged them.

In your opinion, what is the sexiest occupation?
 
Umm… Neurological research/Neurologists… Neuro-anything. Things that require multiple degrees. Knowledge is sexy, motherfuckers.

What kind of grades do/did you get in school?
I’ve always gotten As and Bs. Anything below an 85 really and I feel like I’m failing. I know that’s not normal, but yeah.

Which member of your family are you most like and why
My grandmother or my mother. My grandmother has my southern side, but my mother and I have the intelligence (I’m so fucking modest) thing going on.

What is your favorite color to wear
Red, the blood of angry men.

What is your favorite clothing item to take off of someone else
Um… I don’t really have much practice taking things off of people. Vests, maybe. Because that means they’ve been wearing one, preferably a 3-piece suit

What’s something trivial that you are really really good at
I’m a beast at making up drinks. Is that trivial? People seem to like it. Oh! I can also drink things really fast! Because my grandparents used to take water away from me before we realized that DI was a real thing and that I wasn’t retaining water, so I learned to drink fast or drink nothing. If I have a drink in my hand now, it’s rarely there for more than 10 seconds (and that’s a long time)

Favorite poem
The Crayon Box That Talked

Describe one obscure childhood memory
Funny thing, I don’t have any memories before age 7 because I didn’t make any stress hormones. 

If you could belong to any fictional universe, which would you pick
Woah shit. Harry Potter, so long as I were a witch. 

What is your one desert island episode of a TV series
The Chrismukkah-huh? from The O.C.

If you were a role in an opera or musical, what would your voice type be?
FEMALE TENOR, BITCHES. I BRING US DOWN A WHOLE OCTAVE!

NEW QUESTIONS

1. What was your favorite book as a child?
2. What is your favorite movie?
3. Would you rather live in a big city or a small town?
4. What is your guilty pleasure TV show?
5. Favorite sport to watch?
6. Llamas or Alpacas?
7. What fictional character death is your favorite?
8. What fictional character death is your least favorite?
9. Favorite Batman villain?
10. Did you sleep with a stuffed animal when you were younger?
11. Coffee or Tea? 

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Well, we could definitely do breakfast on Thursdays. We’ll have to work something out…

I’m trying to figure out how that whole breakfast before an 8 a.m. thing is going to fly for me. We’ll talk. Also welcome back to tumblr. How is England? What are your classes next year?

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Kristen Chenoweth’s “No-Calorie-Left-Behind Pie” as described in her memoir “A Little Bit Wicked”

* Crunch up six king-size Butterfinger bars. Smash them up in a plastic bag or beat them with a rolling pin while they’re still in the wrapper. Exercise your agressions. Very therapeutic.

* Take a twelve-ounce deal of Cool Whip and mix it up with the candy-bar shrapnel.

* Plop all that into one of those graham-cracker crusts. (Just get over yourself and buy the premade kind. Don’t be all Barefoot Contessa about it.)

* Freeze! No, not you, the pie. I mean freeze in the freezer, not in a theatrical sense. This is important. If you skip this step, people will assume it’s French onion dip and stick their potato chips in it.

* Serve it with a smile on paper plates. The kind with the rippled edges, whenever possible.

Next up when I get the book back/when I have the time: K. Cheno’s “Chenolicious White Trash Cookies”.

Kristen Chenoweth’s “No-Calorie-Left-Behind Pie” as described in her memoir “A Little Bit Wicked”

* Crunch up six king-size Butterfinger bars. Smash them up in a plastic bag or beat them with a rolling pin while they’re still in the wrapper. Exercise your agressions. Very therapeutic.

* Take a twelve-ounce deal of Cool Whip and mix it up with the candy-bar shrapnel.

* Plop all that into one of those graham-cracker crusts. (Just get over yourself and buy the premade kind. Don’t be all Barefoot Contessa about it.)

* Freeze! No, not you, the pie. I mean freeze in the freezer, not in a theatrical sense. This is important. If you skip this step, people will assume it’s French onion dip and stick their potato chips in it.

* Serve it with a smile on paper plates. The kind with the rippled edges, whenever possible.

Next up when I get the book back/when I have the time: K. Cheno’s “Chenolicious White Trash Cookies”.