Monday, January 16, 2006


Somewhat belated, but here goes:

1. When I was 16, I got shot in the leg.

2. I’m a Libra. And I dig astrology.

3. Any chance to go to any foreign country, I would not miss. Doubly so if said country is in South America or Africa.

4. I’m hopelessly addicted to self-help books.

5. In the 2 years I lived in London, I moved 6 times – the last move saw me living in a studio above a Thai whorehouse.

6. I survived Catholic school. And I emerged, battered but proud, with the knowledge that some of the meanest people on the planet are nuns.

7. I went to college in upstate New York, where I learned that some of the meanest people on the planet are hippies.

8. I almost died of meningitis in 2004. The doctors thought it was dengue fever at first, so I guess it could have been worse.

9. I’m an only child – a fact that is fairly obvious to anyone who has met me, but which I include here for the benefit of random strangers.

10. I swear more than anyone I know.

11. I’ll cry at the drop of a hat. When I went to see Babe: Pig In The City, I couldn’t leave the cinema because I was all puffy and red and blowing snot bubbles.

12. Of all the guys I’ve dated, I realize now that I only really liked 3 of them.

13. When I was a kid, my favourite thing to read was cookbooks. I’d read the recipes and imagine how they would taste. I still love to read cookbooks but now I actually make the recipes.

14. I am hopelessly messy. I am always running late. I can’t help it; it’s a disease.

15. Windy weather makes me positively joyous.

16. When I was 16, I managed to split my head open on a tree, while jet-skiing.

17. I had the worst time in high school. I try not to think about it, although it is difficult when you've got an elephant's memory.

18. Fact: I’ve got a nasty temper. I’m not proud of it.

19. I bit my nails until I was 17. Even now, under circumstances of extreme stress or boredom, I sometimes regress.

20. I suffer from regular (and often inconvenient) marshmallow withdrawal pangs.

21. I usually prefer absolute silence to music.

22. Seeing people kissing grosses me out. (Don’t mind doing it though.)

23. Nothing beats a great back rub.

24. As a child, I dreamt of becoming a carpenter. Just like Jesus.

25. I was almost named Philippa, which is marginally worse than the name I ended up with.

26. As hopeless as I may be at countless other things, my spelling rocks.

27. Sweden once threatened to revoke my citizenship, because I’ve never stepped foot on Swedish soil.

28. In my 2 decades of living in Tokyo, I’ve dated one Japanese guy. Incidentally, he is not included in #12.

29. My favourite place in Japan is Niseko, Hokkaido – the best food, incredible views, shitloads of snow, and kind country folk.

30. I try to read a book every week. Doesn’t always happen, but I manage at least 3 a month.

31. I don’t watch horror movies. They freak me out.

32. My mother refers to me as “the gypsy”. I don’t care much for Tokyo and am constantly on the move. 2006 marks my 12th year of entering the Green Card Lottery.

33. The pinkie finger on my right hand only looks like it has an extra joint. It doesn’t really.

34. For years, I had nightmares about driving. Thankfully, they ceased when I got my license (it still took a few years).

35. I really hate the sound of teeth being brushed. It’s as bad as chewing on foil. Nails on a chalkboard don’t bother me in the slightest.

36. Everything tastes better with Tabasco, chilies, black pepper, or a combination thereof.

37. If I forgo red meat longer than a week, I start feeling a bit weak.

38. For some reason, I am surrounded by psychics.

39. I love sending postcards, and I'm obsessed with stationery. It’s like a disease.

40. I love, love, LOVE watching movies. In the theater, with a bucket of buttery popcorn, in a deserted aisle – or in bed alone, snacks in lap, curtains drawn.

41. Desert Island Meal: a really great burger with fries and a Diet Coke. Fat girl mentality will follow me the rest of my days – as if that Diet Coke will make a difference.

42. Best Fast Food Joint: West Coast - In ‘n’ Out (sanctum sanctorum, the holy of holies). East Coast - Taco Bell. Tokyo - KFC, Kua Aina.

43. I hate phones. Please don’t take it personally if I don’t pick up. I'm just not that big on tech. Tech's just not that big on me, either - electronics die in my wake.

44. In spite of all the venom I spout, I do bloody love the U.K.

45. My nose, which is ridiculously small, is extra-sensitive. I think this explains its diminutive size; with this degree of olfactory acuity, bigger nostrils would prevent me from leading a normal existence.

46. I love sweets, but I think ice cream is way overrated. The exception: Baskin Robbins’ Rocky Road. Marshmallows, nuts, AND chocolate? Cancel Christmas.

47. By age 2, I was reading full-length novels. By age 15, I was flunking remedial math. Still not sure what happened.

48. I’m hungriest when I wake up. Eggs are good any time of day.

49. I couldn’t ride a bike until I was 9. I couldn't skip rope until I was 8. Wait, scratch that. I still can't really skip rope.

50. My hope is that in a few years, I will be living in a beautiful 1 bedroom flat (with real wooden floors and big windows and a stainless steel kitchen and a power shower) in a beautiful foreign city, where I make a living putting ideas to paper.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Followed you here from teahouse blossom-- sending you major good vibes for the book! Loved your 50 things . . .


10:50 AM  
Blogger e! said...

Thanks for the good vibes! It means a lot - I need all the help I can get!

12:47 PM  
Blogger Yu-Ching said...

Regarding #50... you WILL get there =) I better catch up with you quick when I get back to Tokyo so I can see you as much as I can before you take off for your beautiful flat in a foreign city!! I'll be back in March; ci vediamo!

4:45 AM  
Blogger e! said...


11:45 AM  
Blogger teahouse said...

Getting shot in the leg and having your head split open?'ve led a violent youth. You should wear a helmet and stay indoors.

2:18 PM  
Blogger e! said...

Fear not - I've softened up in my old age, and don't seem to get into *nearly* as much trouble nowadays.

It sure helps that I've been cooped up in the house pretending I'm Martha Stewart (mostly because it's just too damn cold to go outside).

1:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I never read blogs. Never. Not sure how I ended on on your site. I really enjoyed reading "My Life, Censored." You are both expressionable and articulate.

11:34 AM  

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