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Jett Superior laid this on you on || September 16, 2004 || 1:24 pm

Hello hello!

Jett invited me to guest it up all over her blog’s face while she’s away gallivanting in Europe. If you ever get a chance, you should see her gallivant. It’s breathtaking.

I figured that you, the reader, would pretty much be like, “Who the fuck is this chick already?”

And so, I bring you…

Who The Fuck Is This Chick Already?

–by Kristin

My name is Kristin Tracy (Last Name), and my diary is located here: http://kristintracy.diaryland.com. I don’t blog, in the strict sense of the word (which should be recognized by MS Word, by the way. Hey MS Word guess what? It’s not 1999!). I write journal entries and post pretty much every weekday. I have never used Blogger before, so hopefully I won’t fuck this up royally like the time I was off by 1 question on a test and totally jacked my Scantron form. Sorry about that, Mrs. DeNardo!

I thought up a few questions to ask myself. These questions, I feel, give you a pretty good sense of what a person is REALLY like. But before those all-important questions, a quick stats-style thing:

Birthplace: Corpus Christi, TX

Parents: still married (!)

Childhood through high school: Marine Corps brat, lived all over, president of my elementary school, started dancing when I was 3 years old, was a professional ballet dancer for 5 years (like that was my only job), from 1994-1999, did not go to college due to dancing thing

Most hated place I have lived: Sarasota, FL

Most loved place I have lived: Laguna Hills, CA

Where I live now: Annapolis, MD

How old I am: 28

When I will be 29: May 6th, 2005

Marital status: single

Job: secretary for a large corporation

I think that pretty well covers the basics. On with the questions I asked myself…

What is your favorite sandwich? New York style Reuben (cole slaw instead of sauerkraut)

What is your biggest pet peeve? People who take themselves Too Seriously.

How do you take your iced tea? Completely and totally unsweetened

What color are your fingernails right now? I’m glad I asked that! They are ridiculously long and red. Like so long when I go to hit the “w”, I sometimes hit the “2”.

Do you touchtype? See above.

How much do you hate to take showers? You have no idea. The whole routine sickens me: undress naked dry naked wet naked dripping naked towel off naked dry naked bathrobe naked clothes. It’s so goddamn irritating. It makes me irate! It calls up my ire like nothing else. Is “irritating” derived from “ire”? Is there an etymologist in the house? My point being: I don’t shower absolutely every day. Sometimes I’ll take a pass, but I promise I don’t stink.

Did you get totally naked in the basement this morning, for the second time in two days, because you were too lazy to bring your laundry upstairs on Tuesday night? Yes.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’m pretty happy with who I am, but I guess I’d really like to get that whole laziness thing squared away.

What steps do you plan to take to make that change? Dude. I just told you. I’m fucking lazy. The answer is obvious: nothing.

I think that went pretty well. See, those are great questions because everyone loves to talk about food and everyone loves to bitch about stupid shit.

Now that you know a weensy bit about me, rest assured that I shall return and post here again. More stupid shit to come! All together now! woo.

Sincerely like always,


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  1. gracieB 9.16.2004

    kristin, darlin’,

    Never in my wildest imaginations did I figure ballet=lazy? What da heck happened???My personal theory is that you are deep in a depression due to your secretarial position and total lack of creativity and expression at work. Ask me how I know. The red nails tell me there is still hope! You go girlie…get them dancing shoes workin’.


  2. MaC 9.16.2004

    good shit, I should write a set of personal autobiographical statements like that for my post, but then I’d just be a poser-copycat… damn, back to the writing thingy on that one…

  3. The Dane 9.16.2004

    No way! When did you live in Laguna Hills? I used to work in that freakin’ mall – for five years!

  4. Rob 9.17.2004

    Not to knock on your writing, because I rather enjoy it, but when you were describing how awful it is to shower (“naked wet naked dripping naked . . .”), I wasn’t really feeling the awful part, was feeling something else entirely . . .

  5. The Dane 9.17.2004

    Uh, Rob. That was you that you were feeling.


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