Mm, herd-following.
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jazzfishFIRSTS
First best friend: Hm. Maybe Danny Reynolds from third/fourth grade.
First real memory of something: Walking into the new apartment in Germany and having the painters still be there working on it. This would have been summer of '78 or '79. I can never remember if we spent three or four years in Germany.
First date: You know, I have no idea. Homecoming sophomore year, I guess. Dinner at Friendly's with a few other couples.
First real kiss: February 4, 1994. *smile*
First break-up: Hm. I got dumped three days after sophomore Homecoming. I broke up with Jen L in April 1993.
First Job: Stuffing and labeling envelopes for the real estate agent my mother worked for. In retrospect it wasn't so bad if you could keep from getting the insides of your thumb/finger area cut up too badly.
First screen name: Moradin the Grey. Dug it out of an old D&D book, I think.
First self purchased album: Alabama, Pass It On Down. In Fayettehell my radio choices were country or rap.
First funeral: I remember going to the funeral of a high-ranking Army officer (General Bradley, maybe?) in Ft Leavenworth in '82 or '83 but don't remember anything about it. Other than that. . . there was a viewing for a Boy Scout leader on Valentine's Day 1995 (where all the trouble started), and my mother's mother's funeral in 1998.
First pet: I'm told we had a dog or two before Germany, but the first pet I remember is Tommy, the best cat in the world.
First piercing/tattoo: None, although I occasionally contemplate getting a Jazz Fish tattoo somewhere.
First credit card: A Universal Mastercard my second year here. They hosed me less badly than Citibank.
First true love: Jeez. Um. KT? "At sixteen it's always true love."
First enemy: John Michael Harding, I guess. Maybe my mother.
First big trip: Moving to Germany, I suppose. The first one I really remember was a tour of Holland & France in '81.
First play/musical/perfomance: Acted out parts of nursery rhymes in first grade.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: John Denver, from the John Denver and the Muppets: A Christmas Together record.
LASTS
Last cigarette: No thanks.
Last big car ride: Heading back here after NoVa last month. (Alternately, "It's been a long time since I've been in a big car.")
Last real kiss: Last night. Mm.
Last good cry: Sometime in the last month.
Last library book checked out: Something on Cymbeline or The Winter's Tale.
Last movie seen: Desperado. Soon to be Once Upon a Time in Mexico.
Last beverage drank: RC Cola with lunch. "Most people go out of their way for the great taste of RC Cola."
Last food consumed: Mm, peanut butter sandwich.
Last crush: K. Duh.
Last phone call: I called E at work from K's place on Satyrday complaining that the phones at home were screwed up. Last time someone called me? I guess maybe when I was in NoVa and E called from Z's phone to say that the truck was dead.
Last TV show watched: The VH1 special on Warren Zevon.
Last time showered: This morning after Tai Chi.
Last shoes worn: Chacos. Or my old boots, if you're looking for actual shoes shoes.
Last CD played: Warren Zevon, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead, Volume Two: The Virgin/Giant Era.
Last item bought: Tea, peanut butter, and cheeseonwheats at Wal-Mart, but not, irritatingly enough, a replacement for my lost hot drink travel mug. Doh.
Last annoyance: Finding out that the line isn't "And all my folks back in Tennessee" but rather "And all life flows back into the sea." Sure, it makes more sense, and makes it a better song, but I'm still annoyed that I misheard it.
Last disappointment: Not being fierce. Rar.
Last soda drank: Royal Crown.
Last ice cream eaten: Vanilla with butterscotch.
Last time wanting to die: Early summer sometime, perhaps? I dunno.
Last time scolded: Night of August 20 I guess, maybe.
Last shirt worn: I'm currently wearing a blue hawaiian shirt. Before that, my Nobilis "We thought he liked that sort of thing" t-shirt. (One of these days I'm going to carry through on my threat to make a "Which one of Tucker's shirts are you?" quiz.)
First best friend: Hm. Maybe Danny Reynolds from third/fourth grade.
First real memory of something: Walking into the new apartment in Germany and having the painters still be there working on it. This would have been summer of '78 or '79. I can never remember if we spent three or four years in Germany.
First date: You know, I have no idea. Homecoming sophomore year, I guess. Dinner at Friendly's with a few other couples.
First real kiss: February 4, 1994. *smile*
First break-up: Hm. I got dumped three days after sophomore Homecoming. I broke up with Jen L in April 1993.
First Job: Stuffing and labeling envelopes for the real estate agent my mother worked for. In retrospect it wasn't so bad if you could keep from getting the insides of your thumb/finger area cut up too badly.
First screen name: Moradin the Grey. Dug it out of an old D&D book, I think.
First self purchased album: Alabama, Pass It On Down. In Fayettehell my radio choices were country or rap.
First funeral: I remember going to the funeral of a high-ranking Army officer (General Bradley, maybe?) in Ft Leavenworth in '82 or '83 but don't remember anything about it. Other than that. . . there was a viewing for a Boy Scout leader on Valentine's Day 1995 (where all the trouble started), and my mother's mother's funeral in 1998.
First pet: I'm told we had a dog or two before Germany, but the first pet I remember is Tommy, the best cat in the world.
First piercing/tattoo: None, although I occasionally contemplate getting a Jazz Fish tattoo somewhere.
First credit card: A Universal Mastercard my second year here. They hosed me less badly than Citibank.
First true love: Jeez. Um. KT? "At sixteen it's always true love."
First enemy: John Michael Harding, I guess. Maybe my mother.
First big trip: Moving to Germany, I suppose. The first one I really remember was a tour of Holland & France in '81.
First play/musical/perfomance: Acted out parts of nursery rhymes in first grade.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: John Denver, from the John Denver and the Muppets: A Christmas Together record.
LASTS
Last cigarette: No thanks.
Last big car ride: Heading back here after NoVa last month. (Alternately, "It's been a long time since I've been in a big car.")
Last real kiss: Last night. Mm.
Last good cry: Sometime in the last month.
Last library book checked out: Something on Cymbeline or The Winter's Tale.
Last movie seen: Desperado. Soon to be Once Upon a Time in Mexico.
Last beverage drank: RC Cola with lunch. "Most people go out of their way for the great taste of RC Cola."
Last food consumed: Mm, peanut butter sandwich.
Last crush: K. Duh.
Last phone call: I called E at work from K's place on Satyrday complaining that the phones at home were screwed up. Last time someone called me? I guess maybe when I was in NoVa and E called from Z's phone to say that the truck was dead.
Last TV show watched: The VH1 special on Warren Zevon.
Last time showered: This morning after Tai Chi.
Last shoes worn: Chacos. Or my old boots, if you're looking for actual shoes shoes.
Last CD played: Warren Zevon, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead, Volume Two: The Virgin/Giant Era.
Last item bought: Tea, peanut butter, and cheeseonwheats at Wal-Mart, but not, irritatingly enough, a replacement for my lost hot drink travel mug. Doh.
Last annoyance: Finding out that the line isn't "And all my folks back in Tennessee" but rather "And all life flows back into the sea." Sure, it makes more sense, and makes it a better song, but I'm still annoyed that I misheard it.
Last disappointment: Not being fierce. Rar.
Last soda drank: Royal Crown.
Last ice cream eaten: Vanilla with butterscotch.
Last time wanting to die: Early summer sometime, perhaps? I dunno.
Last time scolded: Night of August 20 I guess, maybe.
Last shirt worn: I'm currently wearing a blue hawaiian shirt. Before that, my Nobilis "We thought he liked that sort of thing" t-shirt. (One of these days I'm going to carry through on my threat to make a "Which one of Tucker's shirts are you?" quiz.)