Another Week Another World Another Title that has nothing to do with what I’m going to write about

Dearest Maryanne Mow,

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I loved your post and I can’t help but notice that you were driving west on the 40, which means your subconscious was reaching out to me. I understand the sort of grieving that occurs with an old car. It really is a way to measure units of time. I will never feel as youthful in my new car as I did in the volvo or even my previous subaru. It is an odd sensation when an object manages to keep memories at the forefront of your mind despite everything around you. You will think fondly of your car but new memories await, and a new future is ahead, with new memories waiting to be formed.

I am posting early so not much as happened this week, since I posted I couple days ago. Although I have been eating poorly, and not been working out as much and am terrified to gain any weight. I let myself get stressed and I have let myself feed the stress monster to keep it quiet but I am going to go to the gym and stab the monster instead. I am still recovering from my cold but it has mostly faded into allergies.

I haven’t looked at the planets lately but I think something shifted this week. I have felt more pensive and a little more dark than I had anticipated.

Speaking of planets some of my school friends have been calling me a gypsey because of my astrological habits. I let the leo out of the bag, if you catch my drift, and now they make fun of me, however I guessed both of their signs so the joke is on them. The one I missed was a girl I had barely talked too, and they were pressuring me to guess, I diagnosed her as a capricorn in a panic but alas she was a Libra. Everyone at my school is a Libra. Life is a Joke.

I also did the math and I realized that every week, I easily type 15,000 words a week for homework. I thought that number was kind of insane. I have been killing so many trees. So much paper. I am too lazy to double side it all too.

I do my best to stay ahead in class and I have finished some assignments I ordinarily don’t do until Friday because Chris and I are going to San Diego on Saturday for our anniversary. I am not sure what we will do but I am doing my best to do all my work so I can actually allow myself to have a good time. I have no idea what we will actually end up doing, but a little adventure in my life shouldn’t kill me.

Currently one of my social problems is that I am afraid that being smiley will make people think I am stupid. I don’t have an evidence as to why this might occur but I guess it is the reason I haven’t spent my life smiling at people.

Also I had my first dose of why people at my school might not be as great as I used to think. I mean I guess I forgot that they were people who talk and are petty. Side note. wordpress just deleted a paragraph for no reason, so I’m mad and it interrupted my story. Anyway one of the males told me that he was talking to the other males, and they are convinced some random girl in our class has fake boobs. I don’t particularly like this girl but I found myself offended on her behalf. I normally don’t get bent by this sort of thing but I was a little horrified. There are so many other things to pick at when it comes to this girl but the men want to know whats attached to her chest cavity. Like I get it, but at the same time I don’t. I don’t think her boobs are ridiculous but she is extremely petite and have boobs that may not be proportionate but I don’t let that occupy my thoughts. I don’t know I was just disgusted at men for a moment which is very unlike me. I guess in this man’s world I have to stick up for my fellow lady.

sorry this wasn’t very exciting but I wasn’t feeling very vivacious. Next week I will try to do something zany.

Much Love from a Huggin Thug ****************************

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A Maryanne Mistake

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It is true I have come to the time where I am saying goodbye to my car that has delivered me into adulthood. I already miss my dear Fitzgerald (named after someone’s dead cat), and I acknowledge that we had good times together. I thank it for being my home away from home when I needed to escape and I needed to cry to Chelso through long night hours. I thank it for not falling apart on me when I drove it into the ditch. I thank it for taking me to your place in the mountains on the weekends and for being able to fit as much as a small truck could in its trunk. I thank it for helping my parents move and for shoving an entire twin bed in its vacant back. I thank it for many debates with people regarding what difference of the color beige vs champagne/pearl is. I thank it for feeling safe in its metal fortress even though every trip was a gamble. But it’s time to say goodbye.

Goodbye to noises loud enough to turn heads in drive thrus. Goodbye to carrying duct tape with me everywhere for “just in case.” Goodbye to troubles going uphill and listening to only what my old tape cassettes or the radio could offer. Goodbye to being able to drive anywhere without a seatbelt, and being able to see my car a whole parking lot away because of its big pearly butt being a beacon. Goodbye to leaving giant oil puddles everywhere. Goodbye to terrible “oh my god” moments when the tire well of my car would randomly fall out on the freeway. Goodbye to smells that would infuse itself in any clothing or fabric (or hair) for any solid length of time spent inside of it. Goodbye goodbye goodbye.

It will always hold a special place in my memory, just like I’m sure your old Volvo does for you. I know there’s got to be a reason you write about it and keep it on your keychain. I know you are familiar with these feelings I’m experiencing. But this past weekend I moved onto my new little Toyota and am enjoying so thoroughly the thrill of a great deal and of being able to get inside something and know it starts. It sits over the oil puddle of my last car and it just paints a picture for me of change. My mom and I bought it over in Flagstaff (where all the good deals live) and I sent my mom off with the new car. In some ways, she was more excited about this than me. And I knew it might be one of the last times I drove my old Fitzgerald, so I wanted to have a last journey. On the way home I spent it all trying to catch up with my mom, since she caught the light ahead of me heading out of Flag. It wasn’t until 40 or so minutes later that I see wide fields of tall grass and little towns I’m not familiar with that I think I might not be where I should be. The map above is when I googled home to discover I am no where near where I should be. I had become too excited and ready for this change that I took the completely wrong road for miles and miles. Almost out of gas, and I would’ve had a dead phone had the salesman not charged it at the dealership. So, unable to think of any lie to cover up this Maryanne mistake, I call my parents and told them the situation despite my embarrassment. Also just barely found a gas station when I’m sure my car was working off gas fumes. But it was a beautiful and majestic ride back with my old car companion and I hope you’ll find it somewhat interesting.

I am in awe of your drive and I’m happy to see you really shine doing what you love. I cannot wait to take my car out to see you sometime and I’m so happy you were one of the few people who supported me getting a new car vs a thoroughly used one. I look forward to seeing you dear Chelso, it already feels like it’s been too long.

I had a blast trying to figure out which picture went with what googled phrase.

When the week fatigues you

Well Ms. Maryanne Mow, First I must respond to your paraphrased question that you thought I had raised. Although it was no where close, I will oblige. What element do I seek to control?

I am always drawn to stone, or earth or whatever it is you call it. It is comfort, power, strength, and steadfastness. I often get pegged as someone who would want to master fire. I understand it and that exists within me, because of the ambition and the ferocity of it, I see how it matches me but at my heart I am earth. Everything I do is to fortify myself as person and my surrounding. The problem with fire is that I seek control, and fire does it’s own bidding and requires some elasticity, which I regrettably do not possess. (I apologize for my broken grammar, my brain has is goo.)  There is power in al things but the earth is what I would wish to be part of and understand. I feel that it is an underated element, but it is one with which I align.

This week has been a trip, a roller coaster, and an adventure. I have been all over the place, been up and down, and have had unforeseen experiences. I have arrived at the steep incline of the semester and my stone aspects are being tested as the other elements try to wear away at me. I let them shape me but not wear me down to nothing, I’m hoping that something beautiful will happen, and I will turn into a grand canyon of a person without feeling like too much of the old me is missing. Midterms approach and I travel on, I will do my due diligence and hope for the best. It never feels like enough, ever, but that has been my driving force since birth, and Never Enough is the strongest motivator. I apologize for slipping in and out of metaphor but I finished an obnoxious amount of homework a little while ago and my brain is in limbo between functioning and breaking. Although my studies are a constant struggle, socially I have grown almost immeasurably.

I made a goal this week to be more warm and approachable and I succeeded while simultaneously exceeding my expectations. All I did was smile more and people ate me up. I let the warmth in me be at my surface and I was received well by almost everyone. I just didn’t know that getting people to like you was this easy. It also helps that I am genuinely happy to be at school, because school is a gift when you love what you are doing. And I love it. Every grueling assignment I am thankful for having done. To be filled with gratitude is amazing, and it is hard to righteous when you have been given the gift of immersing yourself into your passion. I am honestly the best version of myself, and its nuts. The voice inside me that always wishes for me is running out of things to wish for and it is quite a blessing. So while I don’t get good sleep and I am constantly stressed I am not unhappy, really quite the opposite.

I was happy to hear about you and your car! That is an amazing accomplishment. I hope you vroom vroom on out here! During school is too stressful but soon. Very soon. If Chris is still around we are planning on going to Arizona in December after my school gets out. Hopefully I will see you then for certain! I do not have a lot of energy to post much more but I will give you some random pictures. I am going to type out the words first and then look for them. So here we go:

  1. Spinach Cat
  2. Old Man Grapfruit
  3. Happy Ladel
  4. Sandwich Lady
  5. Grandpa Squirrel
  6. Fat Skittles
  7. Lumpy House
  8. Angry Gerbil Pie
  9. Turtle Teacher Tricks
  10. Grumpy Chedda
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If Mow Had Magic

Dearest Chelsmow,

Recently I’ve been reading a lot of the book (The Wise Man’s Fear) when I wait for my silly roommate to get off work between my shift and hers. Ive hit some really weird points in the book admittedly, but am nonetheless happy that I’m only at 60% through and still have a long ways to go. Otherwise I’d have to start turning to all of my unread books on my shelf that will pale in comparison to the glory that is this series.

But one thing that I’m having a lot of fun with is recalling the things you would say about the book before I had ever laid my hands or eyes on it. It’s been fun trying to remember the assumptions I made from your comments in the beginning, like looking at old photographs and trying to figure out what I was thinking about. One comment of yours that stood out to me was when you said how (don’t mind my paraphrasing) the book made you sometimes wish that magic was real in the world. I’ve had a blast imagining what the world would be like with people calling the names of elements and using sympathy to do things. But it’s made me wonder what element you would think you’d be drawn to? I think mine would be water because water speaks to my little desert soul. It yearns for it even though it’s a powerful element I will never quite understand.

But if I DID understand it and have its true name, these are the ways in which I would use them in my daily life:

  • Remove water from a windshield during a storm.
  • Swish the water in my bladder some when it hurts to dislodge bacteria.
  • Ask it to moisturize my hair.
  • Be able to tell if water was drinkable or not.
  • Push things in water out of the way so I wouldn’t ever have to panic about it.
  • Master watercolor.

Chelso, what element do you think you’d be drawn to in the Kingkiller world? What real life applications would you do with it?

I miss you and all your Tesla vibes. Thank you for being a thumb hero. 👍🏻I’m sending you good vibes wherever you are!

Never Gonna Quiz You Up by Chelsoooo Mow

I felt like taking stupid quizzes and posting my results even if they are terribly inaccurate and stupid. First and foremost the answer to your “questions”.

Mountains or Beaches

Although I pride myself on being a california girl, I align myself with the purple mountain majesties. As much as I love the mystery of the ocean I feel more at home in the mountains. When I go somewhere I prefer to be comfortable, or at least right now a trip to the mountains sounds amazing. Mountains refresh me, and bring me back to nature when beaches stimulate me. Since I am so stressed all the time a trip to the mountains sounds amazing. The beach is usually just for a day and requires so much preparation. Where I could drive up to the afternoon with nothing in hand and leave relaxed and refreshed. 

Running or Swimming.

These are vastly different and I enjoy both but for vastly different reasons. Running wakes up the warrior in me. It makes me feel powerful and I feel connected to my Norse conquering roots. But Swimming relaxes me, and for many reasons as the first “questions” relaxing is something I have been craving lately. Being under water is my favorite feeling. Looking at the water refract and bounce while I am in utter silence is something that I just can’t get anywhere else. So if I must pick at this moment: swimming 

Coffee or Tea.

I have a special place in my heart for tea by my soul is made of coffee. Coffee is the highlight of my day, and puts me in a better mood immediately unless it is terrible coffee. 

Which “Harry Potter” Ghost Are You?

  1. You got: The Bloody Baron

    Your reputation precedes you. To be honest, the name says it all. You are a swashbuckling rogue and are not to be trifled with, in life or in death. Even Peeves bows to your command, and that’s saying something. You secretly have a heart hidden deep away, but only few would dare address you as anything but the Bloody Baron.

  2. Which Condiment Suits Your Personality?

    You got: Mustard

    Sometimes you’re sweet, sometimes you’re sour, and sometimes you’re spicy. You’re a complicated person, and you always keep people guessing. People enjoy your bold personality and clever sense of humor.

  3. This Color Blot Test Will Determine Your Dominant Emotion

    You got: Indecisiveness

    There are instances when you can’t make up your mind. It’s not due to not being able to commit. You just like to be 100% certain of your decisions before you make them. Most of the time, your choices end up being the right ones.

  4. What’s Your Personality?

    You got: Guardian

    You are responsible, sensible, and respect protocol. You’re very frank and honest when you speak, and are known to be quite blunt. You’re all about adhering to tradition, and know that stability and hard work bring good outcomes. You’re a classic leader, and people naturally trust in you.

  5. Can We Guess How Many People You’ve Had Sex With, With These Three Questions?

    You got: 861

    You are a true prize. You’re a master in the language of love and a love machine in your own right.

  6. Which Disney Couple Are You And Your Significant Other?

    You got: Ariel and Eric

    You have a special something with someone who’s different than you and you make it work. Both of you don’t mind the differences and compliment each other’s personalities well. Opposites attract, and your bond is living proof of that.

  7. How Nikola Tesla Are You?

    You checked off 13 out of 29 on this list of Nikola Tesla traits!

    You are pretty damn Nikola Tesla. You are smart, you are creative, and more than a few people have probably asked “What’s the deal with that person?” behind your back. But you embrace your eccentricities, because they have gotten you far in life and you are pretty sure they will continue to do so.

  8. What Kind Of Grandma Will You Be?

    You got: Baker Grandma

    The way to a kid’s heart is through their stomach! You’ve got the best recipes to win over any screaming toddler, which will make your own children resent you for how much more the wee ones love you.

  9. Which Modern Mythological Creature Are You?

    You got: The Giggles

    The Giggles are tiny parasitic organisms that swarm in droves, but are usually invisible to the naked eye. A single Giggle is rare; they move in large packs in a kind of hive-mind. As they move over the host, they dine on microscopic bacteria; there are often so many that this roving buffet causes attacks of laughter in the host that are sometimes inappropriate. Attacks of the giggles are well documented in pop culture. It is believed that the subject of Hozier’s song “Take Me To Church” suffered from a brief affliction of the giggles, and another case is well-documented in the song “One Week” by the Barenaked Ladies.

  10. Are You More Lady Gaga Or Madonna?

    You got: Madonna

    You are a material girl living in a material world!

Well that was an epic waste of life. I should rename this post, “Why Buzzfeed should kill itself” but alas I did learn I was George Washington as well as Madonna. So There is some value there. It must be my mustard personality or perhaps the Tesla Baker Grandma getting all fired up. It turns out I’m indecisive but I am positive I have no idea what the hell a giggles is, must be all those std’s I picked up from sleeping with 836 people or whatever.  So yeah I don’t recommend taking these quizzes at all but it would be entertaining to see what stupid things you are. I mean I feel like I learned a lot about myself, like how much I hate internet quizzes. I remember when quizzilla was my life but now, It is just gross. Just Gross Like Ew.

My week went well! Good week for dragons and I am ahead ever so slightly in school so thats cool. I took a couple of tests but Law school is scary because everyone gets F and the teachers don’t even think twice. It’s nuts but we will see how I do. I hope you enjoyed this display of ridiculousness.
ILY ❤

Mow Mow Mow

Go Mow in Peace.

Bow Chicka Mow Mow

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This was the first weekend in a very long time that nothing happened. It’s been a few months now where every weekend has been keeping me busy with a hop here or a hop there. And let me tell you that sometimes it feels so amazing doing absolutely nothing. I got to sit in my pajamas an entire day. Although on Saturday I went to an anime convention, and it was a weird place filled with weird things. I hope Labor Day brought you many subtle delights as well miss Chelso.

What are three things that you find the most beautiful?

Demonstrations of generosity. Like when someone saves a bunch of money and buys their old parents a house, or your Biology teacher decides to share his birthday cream puffs with the whole class instead of saving them for himself later. It’s something beautiful and will never stop touching me. I also find clouds very beautiful. I know everyone thinks clouds are nice, but I have a particular fondness for them. I like drawing them, I like researching them, I like the way light gets lost in them. I like taking pictures of them and convincing myself that I will use the color scheme later to make something similar myself. I just feel like they hold secrets. Elegant, powerful, whimsical secrets. I think the only thing I don’t like is having to fly through them and the plane feels like it’s going to shake apart. However, I’m sure that they would still be beautiful as pieces of plane fell out of them. Lastly, I shall say that I find a steak cooked perfectly to be as gorgeous as a sunset. It gives me chills to think upon it long.

What’s your favorite part of the human face and why?

Sorry to copy you my lovely Chelso mow, but I too love people’s mouths. I love eyes much like everyone else, but mouths (especially weird mouths) intrigue me. If I think an actor or actress has an interesting enough mouth I will try to watch everything that they’re in haha. Like if the person shapes their mouth around words in a weird way or their teeth can always be seen peeking behind their lips when they’re speaking, it piques my interest. Although quickly a mouth can become my least favorite aspect of someone’s face. If someone has bad breath it can ruin my experience around a person if it’s distracting enough.

What do you think would be the hardest for you to give up?

My hair. I’ve always said I would be an ugly chemo patient and I stand by that. I think my head would be a very odd shape and I have too many scars and bumps for visual comfort on my scalp. I could always work a wig, but I love my hair. It is one of the few things I consider attractive about myself so without it I would be frumpy at best.

What is the last thing you drew a picture of?

Toni was talking with me over the messenger at work, and she was just playing with words and she came up with: slug, sluggy, puggy, pug. This made me think of the animorphs covers on books and we were joking about it. But I had nothing to do so I decided to draw the metamorphosis of a slug to a pug. I’ll take a picture for you at some point, I am very proud of this doodle. One of my finest doodles yet.

Upon reading your post, it helped me remember the other questions that Aaron’s family had for me. I was also hoping that I’d get to find out your answers for these as well!

Mountains or beaches.

I picked beaches because I love the water. They also sound so appealing to someone like me who has grown like a little cactus in the desert my whole life.

Running or swimming.

This versus was very hard for me because I genuinely love both so much. I love to swim and be a little otter and I’m attracted to any situation that has water, but I have such a passion for running that it’s hard to just settle with swimming. I told Aaron that I picked swimming, but I wasn’t very comfortable settling with that answer. I’m a far stronger runner than I am a swimmer. So I’d probably have to really go with running.

Coffee or tea.

I’m thinking I have a good guess at which one you’d choose. But this was also a really hard comparison for me because I have a love for both items. I think though, that I’d have to go with tea because I love my damn teacups. Also when my bladder rejects coffee, tea is still there to comfort me in my hunt for caffeine. Also a cup of green tea brings me back to rainy days where I’m wrapped up warm inside.

I know these questions weren’t really questions haha, but I’m still very interested to see what you say to them. Also I found it very hard to answer your questions Chelso since they were genuinely deep questions. I ended up asking myself about what I really like and I’m far too indecisive for that to go quickly. In almost all of my slow time at work I spent thinking about what I found beautiful in the world.

Also, (quick story) I am really bad at geography. Horrible. Like you would probably be offended with me if you knew how bad I truly am at geography. How could a person go so long in their life without knowing these things? It’s been a struggle. However, my job I have now is comprised greatly of geography, and I realized that I needed to improve this gap in my knowledge if I’m going to thrive at all in this environment. I don’t have any access to internet or google of any sort at work though, so I can’t just look up a location of a place easily if there are questions from a customer. I also complained about my lack of knowledge to my dad, and out of the kindness of his giving spirit, he dug me up a world map and gave it to me without me ever having asked him for help. This I thought was a really sweet gesture and put it up today at work. It’s amazing because it has everything. After staring at this thing long enough today I realized that it still had the Soviet Union on it. This thing is from the 80s and is about a decade older than me. I’m hopeful you’ll find this as amusing as I have.

I’m the worst haha.

Questions of Peculiar Importance Meets Chelso Mow

I will answer your questions. That is All.

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Would she rather go sky diving or scuba diving?

100% I would rather sky dive, assuming some weirdo is strapped to my back and will do all the heavy lifting for me. I hate the idea of being trapped under water or my lungs exploading if I move to fast. I don’t like the idea of not being able to run away from all the stuff in the ocean. I do not have a phobia of the ocean I just don’t like things with limited escape. Sky diving is over relatively quickly so even though I don’t really have a desire to jump out of plane, I’d pick that one.

If she could have one more gluten meal without any consequence, what would it be?(my last gluten meal) 

I would eat loaves and loaves of fresh baked breads followed by brownies and then more bread. I would miss fresh bread the most. The other stuff I can substitute for other things but fresh baked bread is too important to me to not give a proper good bye.

Is she modern or classic?

This one I don’t have an immediate answer to. I’m too aggressive to be classic but I’m not progressive enough to be modern. I do at times like sleek furniture and often find peace in hotel rooms with this attire but classic can be comfortable. When I think of “modern” and “classic” as it pertains to women, I think of “classic” being a housewife and “modern” being a woman who has a job and doesn’t want children right away. However Classic also tends to go with “classy and respectable” which is important to me but only as far the work place and mutual respect. I am honestly somewhere in between. But if I go off of what I think of then I would say more modern.

Does she like to stay in to watch movies, or go out?

Go out for movies 100%. It is my one true escape in life. It is my biggest hobby and one that I love sharing with people I care about. I have too short of an attention span to watch movies at home. I pause them or end up playing on my phone.

Would she rather feel like she’s constantly about to sneeze for an entire year, or constantly feel like she had an eyelash in her eye for an entire year if she had to have one or the other.

I will take the sneezing because at least when I actually sneeze I will get a moment of relief, and I hate having to squint. I would gouge my eye out.

Now I will raise you five more questions with my own answers.

Are you usually late, right on time, or early?

I am almost always early. I prefer to be there ahead of the game because it takes away the general anxiety that comes with being a person.

What three things do you find the most beautiful?

I would have to say I find the moment when you discover something that may have just been made for you. Sometimes there are those moments where you feel connected to something instantly. For me it was the moment Chris showed me Bookmans in Flagstaff. It had been closed for over a year and I didn’t even know what a Bookmans was. We happened to stumble upon Bookmans on my last day in town before Winter break which happened to be its re grand opening. It was snowing so we ran through the parking lot, smiling through the cold, and when I walked in the entire store was bustling. Filled to the brim with the most unique people I had ever seen. I found my way to the used book section and found a copy of East of Eden from the year I was born. That was the first Christmas present Chris ever gave me. I find moments like that beautiful. Nothing spectacualry beautiful about it but that memory is still rich with awe and did not become jaded when I became a regular there. That memory is pure.

I am also a sucker for the California Coast Line. Particularly up north. I love seeing the redwoods next to the ocean. The cliffs and jagged rocks just do it for me.

Finally, I love a moonless sky in a lightless city. I love seeing all the stars to the point where you can’t see any constellations because the sky is too polluted with stars to follow any patterns.

What is your favorite part of the Human face and why?

I think I would have to say mouths are my favorite. People like eyes, and I like eyes too, but I find that a lot of expression comes from the mouth and how someone reacts to their mouth.  I think it is a good indicator of personality.

What do you think would be the hardest for you to give up?

Coffee. Coffee is love and Coffee is life. It makes me happy and comforts me and quells my sweet cravings when they get out of control. I would be 60% less of who I was if I didn’t have coffee.

What is the last thing you drew a picture of?

The last thing I drew a picture of was a man that resembled a mango.

So those are my questions that I hope to see in your next post!

Also I would like you to admit responsibility for those cinnamon rolls. I told you not to put that much butter on them but you didn’t listen YOU didn’t listen. Those are on you and Paula Deen’s Conscious, Mow.

But wait there’s more! I didn’t feel like doing random pictures this week, but I typed in “cranky catipillar sandwich” for the featured image.

Where in the World is Chelso Chelso

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I really love this woman’s face. It creeps me out.

So over the weekend when Aaron saw his parents, they declared that they felt that they didn’t know me well enough. So they proceeded to ask him these questions about me in hopes of knowing more. I found them to be very off the track questions and I hope you are as amused as I was to them.

Would she rather go sky diving or scuba diving?

Aaron picked sky diving for me. I think both would be a mental trip for me. Sky diving has always sounded appealing, but I have a certain fear of jumping off things or having someone push me off a thing. Falling is fine, but the jumping part would mess with me the most. And I am assuming the people don’t have all day to have me look out the plane and think about jumping. Scuba diving would hurt my ears and I hate things under water. But I have snorkled before, and in regards to being able to, I’d probably accept scuba diving more.

If she could have one more gluten meal without any consequence, what would it be?

Aaron wasn’t sure of this one, and I think it would be a massive cinnamon bun, that’s still doughy on the inside and covered in icing. So far I have not found a worthy glutenless replacement, as our attempt at making some failed horribly.

Is she modern or classic?

Aaron said classic, because he tried to imagine me sitting amongst modern furniture and decided he couldn’t see it. I might agree with him. But that’s because I’m not really fond of modern art and I’m an old lady trapped in a young persons body.

Does she like to stay in to watch movies, or go out?

I like to go out because I love love love movie popcorn. I also love their hotdogs.

Would she rather feel like she’s constantly about to sneeze for an entire year, or constantly feel like she had an eyelash in her eye for an entire year if she had to have one or the other.

I chose sneezing. So did Aaron.

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So those were the questions they were burning to know. And I laughed really hard at the idea that these would find a pathway into someone’s person. But then I discovered that I really wanted to know other people’s answers to these questions. So dearest Chelso, I would love it if you would also answer these questions for yourself. The gluten one though, I would like to adjust to if you had to have one last glutenous meal before you gave it up for the rest of your life, what would it be?

I look forward to your post!

P.S. – I got the bed I bought from my friend, and Fooby got stuck underneath it. She had to pancake her way out.