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I'm quite self-aware. I've been sitting here w/ my thinking cap & face trying to remember something about me someone commented on that I wasn't already aware of... Can't think of a thing. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I haven't seen it, but definitely will; likely when it's out on DVD. Same here. I think it's b/c w/ all the new technology a good story line has been lost. I realize this every time I watch an old favorite movie; like Steel Magnolias or As Good as it Gets and many others. No worries. There are a lot of movies 20-years old or more that I've JUST seen for the first time and want to talk about and everyone's all "What? Huh? You're weird." Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yowza to this thread. I was sad to hear this news over the weekend. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Gross. I'll survive on trail mix, thanks. I am, however, the Queen of Jenga. I forget what "expert" level of the tower said on the box, but Billy and I got one more than that! Oh yea--we got mad skills. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I've done the sunrise jump... But I'm usually showering & eating dinner during the sunset jump. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's my favorite part of Dawn. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's nuts. I'm old-fashioned I guess. I don't believe in magic pills. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I had a potentially dangerous mole removed from my back when I was 18. The stiching was extremely innovative and was supposed to leave virtually no scar/mark. But, I was at UF at the time for college--and instead of driving all the way back to the original doctor to have the stiches removed, I went to a local doc-in-the-box. He didn't have the balls to tell me he'd never seen stiching like that before. I gave him my original doctor's card and recommended he call him b/c I was told it was a new thing. He said, "Oh, I know what this is. I don't need to make any phone calls." and yanked it out. When I got home, my back was bleeding and when I went to clean it up I found the stiching STILL in my back (which I then removed myself). It left a huge scar (which is really not all that noticeably anymore). This photo of it was taken when I was 21. I'm 26 now and it's almost gone. That's a long story...ha!...but my point is I was HIGHLY encouraged by certain people to have corrective surgery. Corrective surgery for a freakin' scar the size of a nickel and on my back, no less??? I laughed at them and realized how VAIN some people in this world can really be. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I think only a small percent of cosmetic surgery is to rectify an extreme abnormality or to correct the effects of an unfortunate situation/accident. The rest of cosmetic surgery, imo, is all for the same reason. But I certainly don't (or REALLY try not to) knock those that opt for it. This is true.

I'm a math wizard...and yet... I use my fingers, too! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I like you! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Oh, I agree! That's why most of the time our friends just meet us for drinks AFTER dinner b/c it's only on a rare occassion I'll actually agree to a dinner later than 5:30 p.m. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I like Stoli and pomegrante mix on the weekends---but that starts at around 3 p.m. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Don't you HATE daylight savings time? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Shut up! We'd be perfect partners in crime. I MUST get 8 hours, too. It's great for keeping a youthful glow and bettering the quality of the hours you spend awake. I can do a midnight or later night here and there; but not on a regular basis. I have maybe one night/month that we'll end up out until 2 a.m. or something. The rest of the weekends we're home by 10 or midnight b/c we simply MUST get up the next day and go fishing, or running or biking on the beach. On weekdays, we're in bed by 9 p.m. I'm just more of a day-activity person. Our friends are always welcome to hang out and "party" with us during the day. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Me, too! We run past this one house that nearly always has a bunch of 20-somethings (like me) hanging out outside, still winding down from the party. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

What's an MRE cracker? Well IF I were a male, I'd have to flip 'em over to keep from laughing.

I like you! I'm 26 and yet always arrive out to dinner in time for the senior special. We love going to dinner with friends, but it's so annoying b/c no-one ever wants to meet us at 5:30 p.m. So I have to have a snack and find something to keep me awake and busy until 7 or later when everyone else and their mom is FINALLY ready for dinner. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Me, too! And when we run you hear the birds just waking and chirping and you smell the breakfast cooking and all sorts of sights, smells and sounds that get lost in the business of the daytime/nighttime.

Wow! I thought I'd be the only morning person. I'm a ROYAL morning person. Charlie's Angels, the movie, came out near when I started jumping (and spending nights at the DZ). I've never seen the movie, but I guess there's a scene where Cameron Diaz's character wakes up and immediately is smiling and dancing around her room. Everyone came back from that movie and said it reminded them of me. B/c I was always up first, showered and ready for the first load. I can be a real party pooper at night. After about 1 or 2 a.m. I'm likely to fall asleep wherever I'm at. My father woke me up at 5 a.m. every day of my life. My internal clock is programmed that way. I like it, though. I love running while it's still dark and then having my latte on the beach with Billy watching the sunrise.

Yes, the girls are certainly not ugly (I think I have a different idea of "pretty" though.) I have no issues with porn stars or strippers or girls who just like to get naked. But come on, the crazy na-nas BEGGED to be joked about it. Hey, she put 'em out there.

At least they weren't her high school graduation present. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Oh good Lord. Shut your door already. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Deal! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.