Tuesday

You’re feeling: a bit sluggish. I don’t really want to do much today.

To your left: My incredibly fashionable, slightly scatterbrained Korean boss.

On your mind: Bills, leaving on vacation, dinner at a fancy restaurant tomorrow night, how sweet little baby niece A smells, how I hate the gray, rainy weather

Last meal: Starbucks bottled frappucino and corn flakes

You sometimes find it hard to: Ask rather than tell.

The weather: Gray. Rainy. Cold. Windy.

Something you have a collection of: socks missing their partner, penguins, postcards from every trip I’ve taken in the past 5 years, Bed Bath & Beyond 20% off coupons

A smell that cheers you up: Lilacs.

A smell that can ruin your mood:

How long since you last shaved: Legs: three days Arms: one day

The current state of your hair: Curly, a little disheveled, and needs washing.

The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer): If my printer doesn’t count, probably my basket of folders or my inbox.

Your skill with chopsticks: Awesome. I can even cut with chopsticks.

Which section you head for first in a bookstore: Travel memoirs, then European travel, then notebooks, then science fiction, followed by regular fiction.

Something you’re craving: Mango sorbet, Friday afternoon, finishing my book

Your general thoughts on the presidential race: I think Barack Obama will win and I also think he will not pick Hillary Clinton as his running mate. I think John McCain isn’t getting the full support of the Republican party and partly acts like it’s already over. I also think Barack Obama has handlers most people don’t know about who talked him into running and I think his wife is going to be a secret weapon.

How many times have you been hospitalized this year: None.

Favorite place to go for a quiet moment: My bedroom with our down comforter with the deck door open and the rain falling.

You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good: Lawyer.

Something that freaks you out a little: I’m married. And an “adult.”

Something you’ve eaten too much of lately: Cake.

You have never: been to Antarctica or Australia.

You never want to: drown. What a horrible way to go.