Montreal

I. Love. Montreal.

The only two complaints I have about the whole city:

1. The roads are no joke. They will eat you alive.

2. Everything's closed by 5:00 in the evening.

But everything else is pretty cherry. It's such a cool city. I'd describe it as a mix of Europe and New York. It's kinda grimy and visceral like New York, but it's got a modern cobblestone feel to it too. Plus the people here are incredibly friendly and genuine.

We got here last Thursday after about a 12 hour drive. We didn't do much the first night other than stop by Subway for dinner. We all crashed pretty early.

Friday, we walked around the Latin Quarter during the early afternoon and ate lunch at a cafe called Julienne & Chocolate. First good choice of the day. Mary Alice got the biggest Nutella crepe I've ever seen in my life and the rest of the food was ex-ce-llent. After lunch we headed over towards the Quays by the waterfront- which is gorgeous. We stopped to watch a crazy street performer for about 30 minutes. Second good choice of the day. The man was literally crazy- walking on razor sharp knives, lying on nails, juggling fire, eating fire, juggling knives, whipping cigarettes in his mouth in half. Crazy. After that we walked around the streets for a bit looking at shops. It felt a lot like Soho, but...if Soho were in Italy or something. I wish we could've stayed there longer. There were so many cool shops and performers and restaurants to see. That night we went to see the Russian Cozack dancers at Place Des Arts. The dancers were abso-friggin-lutely incredible. They were doing stunts and kicks I didn't think were humanly possible without a trampoline. Or a lot of vodka.

Saturday, we spent some time in Old Montreal. We ate lunch at a Spanish restaurant called Koka Loka. Mom got chocolate chicken, I got mango Salmon, Mary Alice got Cajun steak, and Lark got a salad. After lunch, though, is where it got ugly. We stopped by this place filled with dried/ yogurt-covered/ chocolate-covered fruits and nuts, with a million types of candy and cookies. We walked out of that place happy. OH BUT WAIT, then we went to this bagel shoppe that Mom read about in one of her travel books. We got some bagels and a slice of cake, all of which were delicious. AND THEN we stopped by a bakery that Mom had heard about from my Aunt. We got chocolate croissants, fruit tarts, some chocolate cake, probably a million other things that I've blocked out of my memory...and then we just sort of sat there and gormandized. It was a feast that will never be repeated, for my stomach's sake. After that we walked town and visited a few cool stores- some clothing stores and a record store (with a row filled with about 80 Frank Zappa records and a section dedicated to eight-tracks). After all that we walked through Parc de Montreal and ended at the top of the city with an amazing view. The whole day was pretty perfect. It was cloudy and drizzly which added another dimension to the city. It made it feel a whole lot more whole, and a little more gothic. I like walking around rainy cities in general, but Montreal looked particularly cool.

Sunday we stopped by Notre Dame which was breath-taking. That sounds cheesy, but there really is no other phrase to describe it. It's huge and open and dark and warm and intricate and inspiring and classic and bold and humbling all at the same time. Afterwards we went to a Greek restaurant for lunch. It was probably my favorite meal of the whole trip (so far)- Souvlaki, Poutine, and Baklava. Plus the woman who owned the restaurant. She was exactly how I pictured a Greek grandma- constantly offering us food, making sure we were well taken care of, complimenting us and talking about how important family is. She came from Mount Olympus, Greece to Montreal when she was about 20 and started her restaurant with her two daughters thinking she would make enough to go back to Greece one day. She was a truly lovely person- you could taste it. After lunch we stopped by a small gallery for Jenny Holtzer. It was pretty interesting- it centered on Iraq and Guantanamo Bay. She's got a wicked aesthetic, and definitely knows how to get her point across. Check her out. From there we went to Montreal's Science museum and then back home where we crashed for the rest of the day.

Monday, we stopped by the Musee Des Beaux Art. They've got an exhibit on Miles Davis that I've been dying to see for a while. Surprise! It was closed. So now we gotta wait until Wednesday. We got to see the outside of the museum though...which was pretty cool? From there we stopped by the Biosphere on Jean Drapier, an island off of the shoreline. We learned allllllll about pollinators, water conservation, and toxic chemicals. C'etait hyper bien! The rest of the day was spent on the Subway, which is my favorite part of the city. They're a whole lot cleaner than New York's, and more substantial than D.C's Metro system. It's like a whole other city. They've also got a lot of talent down there. I think I've spent more money on Subway street performers than in actual stores. Today we walked by a man playing the most hauntingly beautiful Japanese instrument. It echoed through all the corridors or the station. It actually made it feel a lot like Tokyo felt- not that I remember it too well, but I remember how it felt.

Crashing again. Seacrest out.

Good Vibrations

Good things:

1. I have 1,500 new songs in my iTunes library courtesy of Taylor, with more to come. My favorites so far (new stuff and old favorites)- Atlas Sound, Yo La Tengo, Lee Perry, No Age, Animal Collective, The Eels, Ruby Suns, Wilco, Lou Reed, Jack White, Son House, Khonner, Dan Auerbach, and I rediscovered "My Darling" by Wilco. Mmmm....

2. Doing the dishes- Makes me feel at home faster than anything else can.

4. The Road- Still reading it, still loving it.

5. The gym- Treadmill, I missed you.

6. Giant runs- Mary Alice and I went last night and bought literally everything we wanted. I felt like a kid in a candy (grocery) store.

7. Humidity- This one borders on being a bad thing, but since I've been home I haven't even touched lotion, and my hair is silky AND manageable.

8. Forever 21 men's section- Who knew?

9. Canada is the new Europe- The fam decided not to go to Europe and decided to go to Montreal instead. We were disappointed at first, but whatcha gonna do? I've never been to Canada, and I still get to practice French, AND Montreal is gorgeous.

10. Paul Simon- I love, love, love Paul Simon. Ever since I was a kid, he's been one of my favorite singers. Every time I listen to him I'm instantly 10 times happier than before I pressed play.

11. New albums- Arcade Fire's new album is pretty darn catchy and Weezer's coming out with Hurley on September 14th- which means my crushes on Rivers Cuomo and Scott Shriner are back in full effect.

12. September 2nd- 4 days in Los Angeles with muh BFF. I'm really not seeing any down-side here.

13. Time- I got a lot of it. And it's free.

14. Fall semester- I worked out my class/work schedule for Fall semester, and I'm pretty psyched for it. Online classes are the best thing choice I've ever made.

15. S'all good.

Have you read the red book?

I don't even know why I'm writing this right now. I'm completely and totally exhausted. Literally ever part of me is tired, and knowing that this week is gonna be crazy is making it worse.

We (the fam and I) got home around 5:30 this morning from Utah. I've never been more glad to get out of a car in my life. We've driven from Utah to Virginia before, but it's never been 5 of us in a Toyota Corolla. Looking at cars makes me want to hurl. Waynes World- style.

It wasn't all bad. I got a lot of reading in, which felt so good. The past few weeks, actually, I've been able to read some good stuff. Some of it for school, some of it for myself, some of it at the recommendations of others.

I finished The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz which was lent to me almost 3 weeks ago. It's a crazy book, but I highly recommend it. I didn't know what to expect when I first started reading it, other than a brief synopsis from the lender, and I think that's part of what made it so crazy. The way Diaz tells the story is so captivating. He has this insane voice and an incredible combination of storytelling techniques that make the novel like nothing you've ever read. At the same time, though, while you're reading it it's so obvious that that's how the story had to be told. And the ending, oh my gosh, the ending. I re-read the last section of the book maybe 10 times. I won't quote it or spoil it. It has to be read with the rest of the book. Anyways, it's a crazy, bombastic, ghetto-fabulous kegger of a book.**

** Credit goes to Jeff for recommending it. For future reference, if Jeff White tells you to read a book (or really, if he tells you to do anything), read (or do) it. It will probably change your life.

In other news, I started reading Cormac McCarthy's The Road. I've seen the movie and I've been told by tons of people (including Mr. Jeff White) that I've "got to read this book" for something like 3 months, but I've never had time to read it until now. About 5 days ago I got an email from my English 495 teacher with a list of suggested reading for a future project and it included The Road, so it's now school reading. I started it Wednesday night around 11:00 and couldn't stop. With all my notes, though, I only got through about 50 pages. Looking back, I'm glad I saw the movie first; it's helped to keep the story more fluid. So far I love it and I'm pretty psyched to write about it. The way Cormac McCarthy writes is surprisingly simplistic. When I say simplistic, I don't, by any means, mean 'simple,' I mean he doesn't add flourishes to everything, which I like. Every once in a while, though, he throws in a sentence that blows my mind- partially because it's so profound and partially because he has a way of deriving totally abstract concepts from really simple actions/situations**

** I'm not explaining it as well as I wish I could. The man is a genius, I'm not.

Also on the list of books is A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. I've been a fan of Dave Eggers for a little bit. I fell in love with his short stories a while back, but lack of time/life kept me from reading any of his longer stuff. I attempted starting the book last Summer before I left for school, but only got about 25 pages in before I had to start reading textbooks again. Picking it back up again (again, because of Jeff) was one of the best things I did all semester. Dave Eggers has, in my extremely limited opinion, one of the best voices as an author that I've ever read. He's really clear about his intentions as far as what he wants you to get out of what he's writing, and sort of shoves it down your throat, but in a good way. Reading him is like getting into a heated discussion with someone, and having them get louder and louder as they make their point. He's also got a really solid way of balancing the 'heavy' with humor. Parts of the book are heartbreaking, and other parts made me laugh out loud (not small guffs of suppressed laughter either, we're talking laugh-ter). Anyways, if you're looking for a mini journey/wake up call, read it.

This semester I got to read a lot of Russian literature for one of my classes. I've always like Russian history, so getting the chance to read the literature was pretty exciting. We read stuff from Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Gogol, Lermontov, Chekhov, etc. There were a few highlights here and there, but my favorite pieces ended up being Chekhov's short stories. I don't know why I'd never read them before, or why they're not more widely-read in America. The man had a wicked sense of humor, and an even more wicked sense of suffering. My favorite of his stories is one called Misery. Without giving too much away, it's about a coach driver who's son has just passed away, and all he wants to do is talk about it. It's a perfect story. Period.

Right now I'm in the middle of Reading Lolita in Tehran. I'm about half-way through it, and I haven't really formed an opinion on it yet, partially because I've ended up breaking up my reading of it over the course of about 3 months now. It's got a lot of historical/ cultural background on the Middle East, though, which is pretty tight. Ever since Dad started working in Iraq I've wanted to learn as much as I can about the Middle East. Even if the book itself weren't amazing, I think getting a glimpse at the Islamic point of view of certain issues would be worth it.

Next on the list:

In the Name of Honor- Mukhtar Mai (look her up)
Things Fall Apart- Chinua Achebe
Half the Sky: Nicholas Kristof
My Name is Asher Lev- Chaim Potok
Life of Pi- Yann Martel
This is Your Brain on Music- Daniel J. Levitin
The White Album- Joan Didion
The Shipping News- Annie Proulx

Anycrap. That's all I got.

Reading's pretty cool, kids. A-wink.

Miles to go before I sleep.

Road-trip 2010 Highlights:

I left Idaho on Saturday (July something? 24th?) around 4:30 and got to Utah around 9:30- 10:00. We spent a few minutes at my Grandma/Grandpa Sine's house where I was grilled by my Uncle Scott about what I was doing with my life, then went over to Grandma Cannon's condo to sleep. It was all the same- the smells, the Diet Cokes, the children sprawled all over couches, smelling like sweat and food. I love it.

The next day we got up and went down to Temple Square to walk around and ended up seeing the Joseph Smith movie. I forgot how much I like that movie. Afterwards we went to sacrament meeting with the Cannon grandparents- my first family ward sacrament in 4 months. Kids everywhere, and I still managed to fall asleep.

That night we had Mary Alice's birthday dinner. It's official- none of the sine children are little kids anymore; we're all teenagers or older. It's strange. I feel like it's the end of a dynasty. Anyways, we had dinner and dessert, and played 2 rousing rounds of UNO, annnd then went to bed.

The next few days all sort of melt together now that I look back on them, but I'll give some highlights.

-I know we were in Vegas at one point. We stayed at the Stratosphere Hotel on the strip. I fell asleep around 11:00, which never happens. I didn't even make it to the bathroom to brush my teeth or wash my face. We ate at a so-so Italian restaurant and went to a so-so gym, and that was about it.

-In Utah we hung out at the Sports Mall- my favorite place in Salt Lake City. I got to catch up on my reading/ running/ swimming/ tanning.

-We hung out with the Matheson family, four-wheeling at their farm. Then the Dads reminisced about their days patrolling Berlin. Bless their hearts...

-4 hour drives between Salt Lake and Vegas, and Vegas and Redlands, California. It went by a lot faster than I expected since it was just Ben, Isaac, and I, so it wasn't too shabby.

And Caitie's on skype so I gotta go?

Poli Sigh.

As I type this, I'm 2,500 words into a joint essay on

1. Why states choose to abide by international norms even when there is no official governing body coercing them to do so.

2. The theoretical solution to Islamic fundamentalism/ terrorism as outlined by the 9/11 Commission Report and Mearsheimer/Walts' "The Israel Lobby."

With every. single. effing. word I type I'm more and more glad I became an English major. I can't even imagine what my college career would be like if I hadn't. Actually, I don't know why I didn't make the switch earlier. Granted, I love learning about theories and government and politics, but my gosh- being one of those kids who would sell their first born to work on a campaign and have crushes on Dick Cheney - I couldn't do it. I'm barely able to stomach these essays. I'll be so glad when this class is over, and my official career as a political science student is done, at least academically.

Anyways, there it is.

Ted, the love of my life.

So I was at Broulims today, shopping with Elizabeth and Amanda. I ran into the carbonated water aisle to pick up some of the good stuff. In front of the carbonated water, though, was a motorized scooter with a man in it. I waited behind the scooter, pretending to look at some chips so he wouldn't feel pressured, and I kept an eye on him to see if he needed any help. Within minute of standing there, he asked me to come over to compare prices on some Lemon/Lime soda. He told me he was making home-made lemonade, and went on to talk about everything he wanted to put in it, and asked me my opinion on all the ingredients. I told him how I would make it, to which he replied, "Ohhhhh you've made this before! Well then...you a student up here?" I told him I was, and then he asked me what my major was. "English." He gave me a disapproving look, and then I asked him what he majored in in school. He told me he'd only been to one year of high school.

"But you wanna know something?....I'm a millionaire."

At first I didn't believe him, and figured it was just one of those things that old men say to kids to get a rise out of them. I asked him how he'd become a millionaire, and he showed me his drivers license, which allows him to carry nuclear chemicals with him on any vehicle he operates. He was also one of two men to set up one of the largest oil pipelines in Evanston, Wyoming. On TOP of that, he owns a business which works on houses, a business that made him $27,000 a month at one point. He then proceeded to show me his credit card, a platinum, no spending limit card from Bank of America with no limit and a gold seal on it. I also got a look at his checkbook, and there were a few zeros in there...

He described more of what he did for a living, told me he'd just bought a new Volkswagon a few days ago, and then said, "So would you like to go out on a date with me?"

At first I thought it was the same kind of thing as the millionaire comment. I laughed and gave him a "Maybe another time." But then he asked again, and told me we'd "have a real nice time, a real nice time." I didn't know what else to say, so I told him I was seeing someone. He asked if I was engaged, and I told him it wasn't that serious yet. He asked what major he was, I said "English, of course." He didn't approve of that. So I gave him a "Well if things don't work out with him, I'll give you a call." He told me I'd better. It was right about then that I was getting sort of uncomfortable, so I pointed to the Carbonated water and told him that was my stop. I grabbed it from the shelf, and he cornered me against his cart and the rest of the Carbonated water. He asked what I liked, and old me I was a very striking young lady, and that I "caught his eye for some reason." He then proceeded to tell me that I shouldn't be an English major, but a dancer. I asked him why, and he told me, "Wait, no. Not a dancer...a...a P.E teacher!" He told me I "just fit the bill." Then he told me that I was a beautiful young woman, and that any man would be lucky to have me, and to give him a call one of these days.

OH WAIT, then he told me that he was related to Napoleon, and told me that it was Napoleon that sold us the Louisiana Purchase (Am I wrong, or was it King Louis?). So, we talked about Napoleon and how he's gotten a bad rap through the years. It was very enlightening, to say the least. After that he let me go. We said our goodbyes, I shook his hand, asked him name, we told each other to have a nice day...and I left. I left the man that could've made me the wife of a millionaire before the age of 21.

In other news, the sky in Rexburg was insane today! The clouds were the color of the desert, and the sun was BRIGHT red.

Anyways, good day...

99 Problems but my kicks ain't one.

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?
The scar on my chin is from jumping off the edge of the pool backwards

2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?

A bunch of mismatched posters of the Eiffel Tower, Jimi Hendrix, and turn-tables.

4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
I like a lot of music- "Rock" mostly, but I love hip hop,reggae, classical, blues, some country, funk, classic rock, folk, instrumental stuff. It's all good.

5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?
Around 6:00 PM in Arizona

6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
A crystal ball. That'd be awesome

7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?
My family

8.WHATS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION?
Probably my Mac. It's got everything on it- my writing, my pictures, etc.

9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?
5'9"

10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?
Nope

11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?
I used too.

12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?
Myself, probably.

13. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?
That someone's life will be worse because of me.

14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I like hair on the darker side, I guess. I don't have an eye preference, except purple eyes are a no-go. It's just not kosher.

15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO?
HA. Anywhere but the temple grounds, the gardens, or over the phone.

16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?
Coffee...ice cream?

17. FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?
chicken

18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Grilled vegetable salad from California Pizza Kitchen.

19. FAVORITE COLOR OF ALL TIME?
Green or purple.

20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?
Crackers or fish?

21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?
My baptismal dress

22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?
Yes.

23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?
No.

24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?
I like Steve Madden shoes, American Eagle jeans, and Victorias Secret bras. Everything else is fair game.

25. WHO IS YOUR FAV FEMALE/MALE CELEBRITY?
Male- Alec Baldwin, Female- Meryl Streep

26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?
Back at home

27. WHAT KIND IS IT?
Dog named Honey.

28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?
Probably.

30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:
17

31. BLONDES, BRUNETTES OR RED HEADS?
I love em all.

32. FAVORITE QUOTE?
It's super cheesy, but "Doubt that the stars are fire. Doubt the Sun moves. Doubt truth to be a liar. But never doubt I love" from Hamlet.

33. FAVORITE PLACE?
Williamsburg, Virginia. I could probably think of a 'cooler' place, but there are so many good memories there.

34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?
Yes

35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?
Intelligence, sense of humor, and sugar.

36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?
Met? No.

37. FIRST JOB?
paper route

38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?
Yep.

39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOUL MATE?
I know I'm not supposed to think they do because of agency and all that, but I like thinking there's someone meant for everyone.

40. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT?
Eating breakfast

41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?
Yes.

42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
My hair or my eyes.

43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?
Yep.

44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?
Debts paid off. Or books/music/movies.

45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT AND THEIR NAMES?
I want at least two kids. As for names, I like them unique- Vendella (I don't know why...), Roman, Simone, Maddox

46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
My name's a combination of a girl my mom used to take care of, and the last part of my mom's name.

47. WHAT IS THE BIGGEST TURN OFF OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Ignorance or insincerity

48. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU LIKED ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL?

I actually really liked high school for the most part. I liked skipping school though.

49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?
I switch between Dove and Garnier Fructis

50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Yes.

51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Turkey

52. ANY BAD HABITS?
I can be a terrible procrastinator.

53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?
Nah

54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
If I could get past the first stages of myself. I'm incredibly shy, which I think gets mistaken for arrogance.

55. DO YOU AGREE WITH FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?
Not really.

56. DO LOOKS MATTER?
Yes.

57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?
Humor.

58. OH NO, THIS IS MISSING!
My I-card.

59. WHAT'S YOUR MAIN GOAL IN LIFE?
This'll probably be the cheesiest answer on here, but I want to perpetuate change. I really, really want to make a difference on a global scale.

60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?
Barbies. I had quite the collection if I do say so myself.

61. HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU FIRST FELL IN LOVE?
I don't think I've been in love yet.

62.WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A LITTLE KID?
Yep.

63. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
Too much.

64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?
Mashed potatoes!

65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?
Kindness, taller than me, sturdy shoulders, intelligence, sense of humor, curiosity, creativity, sincerity, priesthood, sense of adventure. Any combination of those...

66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?
Lee-lee, Ivanstein, Bananalee, Lee Baby, Mormon

68. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW?
30 Rock

69.WHAT'S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES?
Put yourself in their shoes

70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Pistachio, or any kind of chunky, chocolate concoction.

71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES?
And proud of it.

72. DO YOU HAVE A COMPUTER IN YOUR ROOM?
my laptop

73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT?
What I want, when I want!...Plus some homework.

74. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO LIVE WHEN YOU ARE OLDER?
I wanna be a nomad when I grow up.

75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Sure

76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Beastie Boys...

77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?
Carbonated water

78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Mary Alice

79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX
Face.

80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
Read, draw, run

81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?
Nicholas Cage

82. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR?
Spring or Fall

83. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY?
Chocolate chips.

84. HAVE YOU EVER REALLY AND TRULY HAD A BEST FRIEND?
Several.

85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?
It changes, but usually it's some form of Auburn.

86. EYE COLOR?
Changes from blue to gray to green

87. SHOE SIZE?
9-10

88. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
I'm not a huge fast-food person...Panda Express?

89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT?
I've only been there twice, but I love Sushi Samba.

90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
Yes.

91. WATCH TV TODAY?
Right now...

92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
Well it was September 11th in 1989, but it's varied ever since.

93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS?
I have a working knowledge of the piano, and I used to play the flute.

94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?
Somewhere between the two.

96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships

97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?
Cake mix, chocolate chips, cabbage, and carbonated water. This purchase brought to you by the letter 'C,' apparently...

98. WOULD YOU EVER BE A HOUSEWIFE?
If it meant I could raise my kids, definitely.

99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
Alternating between Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius and Anton Chekov short stories

Well, there it is.