3.10.2006

Oh for the love of Estelle

LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Trista
-- Birth date: March 7 1975
-- Birthplace: Murray, UT
-- Current Location: Salt Lake City, UT
-- Eye Color: Moss Green
-- Hair Color: either more or less gray than I’d like
-- Height: 5'9"
-- Righty or Lefty: Right all the time, just ask anyone
-- Zodiac Sign: Pisces Sun, Capricorn Moon, Leo Rising

LAYER TWO:
-- Your heritage: ½ Danish, ½ Red-blooded USA mutt (which includes but is not limited to: all flavors of British Isles – except Welsh; French; Native American; and descendents of the original Scottish settlers of Novia Scotia.)
-- The shoes you wore today: white leather keds with just a hint of a platform
-- Your weakness: my ears
-- Your fears: losing Julia in any way, shape, or form
-- Your perfect pizza: tomato sauce, lots of cheese, mushrooms, black olives, sliced tomatoes, artichoke hearts, boca italian sausage
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: hailed as the most exciting literary talent of my day. Either that or to be hailed as tragically ahead of my time.

LAYER THREE:
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: I don’t IM. I’m far too busy for something like that!
-- Your first waking thoughts: Why why why?
-- Your best physical feature: my fingernails, when they’re clean
-- Your most missed memory: If I’ve missed it, how am I supposed to remember so I can tell you?

LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Gin and Tonic
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Beef is of the DEVIL. But Burger King has the better fries.
-- Single or group dates: depends on what my chances of getting lucky are
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Good Earth Original Sweet and Spicy
-- Chocolate or vanilla: Caramel
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Caramel Macciato

LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: Smoke what?
-- Cuss: Cuss? Who the fuck uses that word these days? What are you, ninety?
-- Sing: Like a little birdie
-- Take a shower everyday: Oh how I wish I could
-- Do you think you've been in love: Is this something one could be a little unsure about at my age? Like: “well, I don’t know, I think I was in love but it’s just so hard to be sure these days what with the ease and accessibility of toys…”
-- Want to go to college: Can you say perpetual student?
-- Liked high school: Only junior year.
-- Want to get married: I was married. I am married. I will be married.
-- Believe in yourself: Rarely
-- Get motion sickness: All the time, except on boats.
-- Think you're attractive: In a really dark room, or through the internet.
-- Think you're a health freak: It is a bit freaky how much I don’t care about my health at times
-- Get along with your parent(s): yes
-- Like thunderstorms: When I’m not out in them
-- Play an instrument: 11 of them

LAYER SIX:
In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: yes
-- Smoked: well, maybe
-- Done a drug: My life is perpetuated by drugs
-- Made Out: yes
-- Gone on a date: yes
-- Gone to the mall: yes
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Oh Oreos, how I miss your greasy goodness
-- Eaten sushi: yes yes yes
-- Been on stage: not this month
-- Been dumped: not that I know of (Kristin, is there something you’ve been meaning to tell me?)
-- Gone skating: no
-- Made homemade cookies: Nope, but I’ve eaten a bunch
-- Dyed your hair: soon, soon.
-- Stolen Anything: Yup: Ideas, hearts, souls…

LAYER SEVEN:
Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Who do you take me for? Of COURSE I have.
-- If so, was it mixed company: mixed by whose standards?
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: finally, took a while
-- Been caught "doing something": Didn’t know it at the time, but yeah found out later
-- Been called a tease: what do you think?
-- Gotten beaten up: no, but I was hit in the face with a bag full of books once
-- Shoplifted: no
-- Changed who you were to fit in: Yes, sort of. Well, changed which parts of myself were evident at the time, but never denied the other parts of myself or put on something alien.

LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: sooner rather than later
-- Numbers and Names of Children: Julia.
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: One that sticks.
-- How do you want to die: surrounded by people with concerned faces, just about to gasp out the final words of a secret they all want to hear but which I don’t want to tell them
-- Where you want to go to college: Somewhere more liberal than here.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: a dilettante
-- What country would you most like to visit: Denmark, baby.

LAYER NINE:
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: 1, I think. Maybe not. I don’t know. Yes. Huh?
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: My life’s not important, the question you should ask is how many people would I trust with Julia’s life. Answer: not many. Not many at all.
-- Number of CDs that I own: Counting is overrated and promotes a consumerist culture. In other words I have no idea.
-- Number of piercings: 5, all ears
-- Number of tattoos: none yet
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: More than I’m happy with.
-- Number of scars on my body: counting is overrated and promotes – oh whatever. I don’t know. None of note except for the tooth marks in my hand.
-- Number of things in my past that I regret: I don’t regret the things I’ve done, it’s the things I haven’t done that I regret. Or something like that.

Posted by Trista @ 2:10 PM

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I would love to know which eleven instruments you play, if you feel like sharing.

Posted by Blogger Lo @ 3:09 PM #
 

You and I have the same number of ear piercings. Do you have 2 and 3 or some other combo?

Posted by Anonymous bri @ 3:12 PM #
 

Bri -- I have 2 in each of my lobes and one in the side of my right ear.

Lo -- I play (in order of learning) Clarinet, Bass Clarinet (the one that has a low of concert b flat), Bassette Horn (a clarinet that is in between the typical b flat clarinet and the bass) Tenor Sax, Bari Sax, Alto Sax, Bassoon, Oboe, Piano, Recorder (I'm sure you're laughing, but it is a real instrument and does require some skill to play well) Flute (still learning this one) Both my junior and senior high music teachers had big aspirations and I never found a wind instrument that I couldn't learn to play, so they were pretty excited, pulling out some pretty dusty instruments and the music that went with them and letting me spend rehearsal time learning them. I was in the marching band, the concert band, the jazz band, the orchestra. I started playing with the high school orchestra when the high school music teacher came to talk to our junior high class (I was in the 8th grade) and saw me with my bassoon -- the next week I was up practicing with the "big kids" and in the 10th grade I started playing in the University of Utah's wind symphony.
Fun, but a lot of pressure and stress for someone as shy as I.

Posted by Blogger Trista @ 4:20 PM #
 

Trista Trista Trista......not only am I not laughing, but (until college) I thought I was the president, secretary and janitor of the Recorder is A Real Instrument Club. I LOVE the recorder, and I play (I play flute too, because when I was a kid they made me learn a Real Instrument. Grrrrrrr. My mom plays recorder, too). I was a natural at the flute -- I got a sound of it the first time I picked one up which impressed everyone -- but not so natural (and thus being me, not so patient) with the reed instruments or the trumpet-y instruments). My flute embouchure is instinctive (go figure).

So now I'm laughing, but not for the reason you thought. hee hee hee.

Posted by Blogger Lo @ 3:30 PM #
 

I loved this post! So much fun!

Posted by Blogger Katie (WannaBeMom) @ 3:05 PM #
 

Trista, honey... how can you SAY Burger King has the better fries?
My heart is breaking. How could you have been so led astray? ;)

Posted by Blogger Kiker @ 8:00 AM #
 
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