Current Project: N is for Neal

Other projects: ERM. YEAH. The have been ABANDONED! DISCONTINUED! AND SUCH! I am HIATUS.ING. Or something. SO. I tip my hat to ye who read my ickle ficlets. And would like you all to know. I probably won't be updating. Ever. So. Rest in peace my little ficlets.

Why? (My favorite question of all time by the way) ... Why not update those pitiful attempts at literature? Because the writing is terrible. Bad everything. Just horrible. I can't read it and not cringe. But I can't take them down either...SO. Here they stay. Just so other people may cringe along with me and laugh at my poor eighth grade writing skills...(If you do the math, you'll figure out how old I am...)

There's one thing everyone should know about me before continuing...I am a member of the Cold Heartless Bitch Club. You have been warned. Oh and sporks are, without a doubt, the ugliest eating utensils ever invented. Just so you all know.

I'm beginning to question my sanity. If anyone can tell me why I signed myself up for AP classes...please do so.

ONWARD!!

•My name is Hallie. Ha-Lee. Like Halle Berry. Not Hayley.

•I live in Washington State. Never decide to live in Washington. Ever. Too much rain on one side and too much freaking SNOW on the other. And then it gets hot. Not like humid hot. Just hot. But the trees smell lovely for about one month out of the whole year.

•Me and BOOKS...are like THIS! We hang out. And I am having love affairs with way too many of them to list. SO use your imagination.

•Current music addictions: The musical GODS that are COLDPLAY. And The Script.

And because I'm sure you are all going to go watch all of these...

•Movies that rock my socks: Moulin Rouge!, A Knight's Tale, Pairs je t'aime, Pride and Prejudice, Gladiator.

•TV shows that I am currently watching (without fail) every week: House, LOST, CSI, America's Next Top Model, and AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER. (I can't live without it and now it's OVER!! I no longer have any reason to live.)

•Just in case you meet me in some dark alley and you fear for your life, all you have to do is offer me one of the following:

Chinese FOOD. (the REAL stuff. For the most part...) I also love chocolate (GODIVA ALL THE WAY BABY!), GUACAMOLE!, lasagna, green bean casserole, the yellowish-green apples, Top Ramen, sparkling water and cranberry juice, Garden Salsa Sun Chips, raspberries, Horizon organic milk, mushrooms, all forms of bread, tomato and egg noodles, MANGO Gatorade (yes it DOES exist!), chicken enchiladas with green sauce, and Altoids of the cinnamon variety.

And I can now wield chopsticks with the best of them, so beware.

•Quote of the (insert amount of time here):

Me: "You cooked roast in a bag?!"
Dad: "Yep."
Me: "I don't eat beef."
Dad: "I know...that's why I cooked you..." (as he flings open the microwave with a flourish to reveal a chicken breast) "CHICKEN!!"
Me: "How thoughtful. But what else am I supposed to eat?"
Dad: "Well there are carrots and potatoes. Duh."
Me: "But you cooked them WITH the beef! In the bag. They MARINATED in cow juice for three hours!"
Dad: (plops a spoonfull of carrots and a potato into a small bowl and proceeds to rinse them off in the sink) "There."
Me: (in a small voice) "But now they're all wet."
Dad: -_-

EHEM. Well now that I have shared that with all of you.

FIN