A. Camp registrar, pottery instructor, art teacher, meetings coordinator, organatrix, mastermind.
A. I went to high school in Pittsburgh, PA, and to college in Columbia, South Carolina. Y'all.
A. Bach. If he wrote it, I love it. Favorite song: Wachet Auf. Love love love.
A. tired tired tired tired tired tired tired Caffeine!
A. Run it up the flagpole and see who salutes.
A. The beach, no clocks, easy food, and happy, sated family. And a fully loaded ebook reader.
A. Rubber balloons, stairs with no backs, and cleaning the sink trap with my bare hands.
A. Awesome. Dude. Indefatigable. Concupiscent. Feh.
A. The ability to function on 4 hours sleep.
A. Saying "Yes" when I ought to say "No thank you."
A. I'm really freaking loud. Also, I'm smart, and I'm a bitch. Hence the name of the website.
A. People who take up a seat on the bus or train with their bag, people who hug the subway pole so you can't hold on safely, and questions that make my mind go blank.
A. Rump Shaker. Baby Got Back. MacArthur Park. Lost in Your Eyes. Ice Ice Baby. Honorable Mention: Wind Beneath My Wings. (Thanks Katiebabs!)
A. Either "You are so mean!" or "OMG Thank God I found your site!"