Stolen from duhbigman
Not including babysitting, I worked at the Kraft Cheese Factory in Ingleside when I was 16.
First screen name:
Grandpa Groves – he died of scerosis of the liver from Labatt fitty when I was 13.
Sparky, orange tabby tomcat. We had other pets, but he was the first that was just mine.
Ears in grade one. Dragon tattoo when I was 22.
First credit card:
High school. A guy who was 5 years older than me when I was 16. Kinda creepy when I think about it now.
First one that mattered:
The first one I can remember really mattering was on a beach in toronto at sunrise. Just one of those things.
First true love:
That’s a strange question. I guess the guy I kissed in the previous one.
Belinda Casselman. She beat me up in grade 2.
First big trip:
The east coast when I was 13 with my best friends and her parents – Nova Scotia and New Brunswick. So nice out there.
New Kids on the Block.
First musician you remember hearing in your house:
Last car ride:
Yesterday, two blocks in the Blizzard from Timothy’s Coffee shop to my house with my friend Cal.
Adam, this morning.
Last library book checked out:
Kurt Vonnegut – Cat’s Cradle (got it for Ian, I’ve read it before.)
Last movie watched:
The Duke. It was on tv. It was painfully bad. Something about a dog that’s a duke in England. So bad.
Last beverage drank:
Last food consumed:
Turkey Bacon Club from Tim Horton’s.
Last phone call:
Jay, last night.
Last time showered:
Yesterday I think.
Last CD played:
Great Big Sea – Turn
waking up this morning
Last soda drank:
Last ice cream eaten:
Last time scolded:
Last shirt worn:
Last website visited:
Livejournal friends page.