Blame Eva

Eva Made Me Do It

You’re feeling: aw'ight, but slightly sunburned.

To your left: Which way is left? Oh. Um, something to be mailed, some books I want to read, some research notes for an article I need to write, random paper I haven't dealt with yet.

On your mind: What shopping bargains I will find today.

Last meal included: Steak, salad, sundried tomatoes, homemade croutons

You sometimes find it hard to: avoid delicious but evil foods.

The weather: warm and sunny with a light breeze.

Something you have a collection of: books, pens, jewelry, shoes, handbags, random sparkly things

A smell that cheers you up: watermelon, fresh cut grass, the top of a cat's head, newly purchased clothing

A smell that can ruin your mood: bad chicken

How long since you last shaved: Shaved what? I prefer to wax. Don't ask how long that's been, I'm due.

The current state of your hair: Long and joyously over-bleached.

The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer): Lucky bamboo plant. Or cat, depending.

Your skill with chopsticks: Would you like me to pick up a needle?

Which section you head for first in a bookstore: YA/Romance

Something you’re craving: A kitten. Always.

Your general thoughts on the presidential race: No comment. It's too commented already.

How many times have you been hospitalized this year: I don't even know where the hospital is.

Favorite place to go for a quiet moment: Out by the pool.

You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good: Jazz/blues singer

Something that freaks you out a little: pieces of lint that I mistake for spiders

Something you’ve eaten too much of lately: Salad. It's been a theme.

You have never: Bungee jumped, and won't.

You never want to: Be buried alive or swim in shark infested waters.

People I'm tagging: Kwana, Louisa, Mel, Jill Monroe