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C. All of the above. I play a part online sometimes (often? ) because it's fun. It's my opinion others would think me far nicer in real life than online. I don't think I'm that much of a bitch online, though, am I? Rhetorical. To answer the original question: Yes, I know who I am. I'm extremely self-aware. It only bothers me if someone thinks I'm something I'm not when I've invested enough time & info into them and they still have no fucking clue. That's disappointing. It either means I've not done a effective job of communicating or they are an unperceptive idiot. I'd like to assume the latter. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

In my unprofessional opinion, I would say sleep is just as important (if not more) than exercise. I do what my body tells me to. I've never been one to skimp on sleep. If it means going to bed at 8:30 p.m. so I can get up at 4:30 a.m. to run, then I do that. But sometimes I need to sleep an extra hour--and I do that. I don't get that nap thing, btw, that others speak of. Napping is never a good thing for me. I'm the dreaded morning person. I wake up with a ball of energy and I go, go, go, go, GO until I'm done and then I STOP and sleep. And I sleep well, surprisingly.

I recently played around with the cruiseline section of Expedia and it seems like a decent way to compare boats, boat ratings, prices, port-stops, activities on the boat, etc.

Or--check this out--in Ebonics "haters" don't always be "hatin'" in the literal sense, yo. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I would more agree with the original statement that "it says more about the 'hater' then the fatty". A fit skinny can be all hatin' on a fatty, whilst still being perfectly happy with their own bod, however jealous of the greasy delicious slop fatty's eatin' & the I-don't-give-a-shit smile on fatty's face. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

What he said, but I'd add an "unfit scrawny" person bugs me equally as much. I just realized, however, I must have a greater level of repulsion for the unfit big vs. the unfit scrawny. Because, when I see an unfit scrawny person (i.e. unhealthy) I feel very sad for that person. When I seen an unfit big person I'm rather indifferent. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

To me, it's like a giant "Fuck you" when someone is smoking in a crowded area--which I can appreciate, however, it still repulses me. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Sounds interesting. Bill and I have watched a couple hour-long docs on body modifcations in different cultures that were intriguing. I wish I had some profound reasoning for getting both my tats, but I don't. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I've been and would DEFINITELY recommend it! Do everything! Go humpback whale-watching. Fly in the sea-plane and land in the middle of nothing-but-everything-ville. White-water raft during an earthquake. I'm a tropical girl, but by far my most favorite vacation ever and most memorable is Alaska. Go. Go. Go!

I LOVE this story. And I love it's been all over the news and making the email rounds. I, too, have seen it via email and the news five or more times now. I don't know why I do that to myself. I know what's coming, I still watch, and I cry like an over-emotional nut. I know it was the 70s, but even today it still happens; I just don't understand how any human can treat any animal in such a way (being caged and for sale as Christian was originally). It's such an ignorant and egotistical thing to do. Very sad. I'm very pleased, however, this particular story had a happy ending.

Yes, how is kitty? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

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

That continuum is yours. My issue isn't with a spanking in and of itself; it's with psychological differentials. A parent raised on spankings turned out fine might not have bore a child with the same response to such stimuli. It's a fickle thing. Most people are inapt to recognize when it's appropriate or not--sometimes (often?) through no fault of their own. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yes & no. I have a program for sale, if you're interested. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That was funny. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I could argue either side of this argument, frankly. Two years ago there was a similar thread and whereas I'd previously never worn one, I started then and have ever since. It's habit, now. It still rubs my clavicle bone no matter how I adjust it, but I'd hate to think of someone else's dashboard wrapped around my face. Eww. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

More importantly, time is money and if I don't like a movie within 20 minutes I don't finish it. So for my Netflix friends, anything rated a "one star" vs. anything else was never finished. If it's rated "not interested" it's only because I didn't have time to watch it and sent it back because something way more interesting was about to be released.

I love her music. I love this one.

Probably one of the best & funniest things I've seen in my life: Stacy Ferguson was on the Today show this morning to perform. She looked fantastic, and I did not think she was a butter face. She sang Heart's "Barracuda"--first time I've heard her sing it. I didn't think she'd sing it quite so well, or be able to hit some of the notes. I also thought her version might sound a bit too pop. She was amazing! She did the song mad-justice. I was so surprised (I love Heart!). But, at the same time, I've never laughed so hard... This was the first link I could find, and Fergie was wearing much the same thing at 8 a.m. this morning during her live performance. OK, amazing performance aside, SO inappropriate for morning television. I mean, there was a runway and she was crawling down it on her knees wearing a similar outfit and girating her pelvis about two feet away from what looked to be my grandma, touching herself and singing, "Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhoooooooooo, Barracuda!" There were plenty of single-digit children & grandparents all around the stage. It was seriously the funniest thing I've ever seen. Kudos to Fergs for still rockin' it out, I guess. SO funny! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

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

Super-smart people are insane. Beautiful people can sometimes be super-smart. There is not enough information given to give a definitive answer to the question. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

The grass is never greener. If someone else's grass looks greener than yours, it's most likely an illusion. Everyone has pests, just different kinds in different places. They're all a royal pain and require attention. Few people have beautiful green grass and no pests. The latter usually eat noodle salad. Beware of those who eat noodle salad. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

It really is! I hate to sound cheesy, but whatev. I am a big fan of stuff like this. I'm big into art & the arts in general, but I'm SO enamored of just total simplicity made amazing. I'm not sure that makes sense ... Here is the music video for your linked version. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Hunny, I was brought up eating food straight from the can, and operating a microwave for my dinner. Knifes? Never used one...until much later in life. In fact, as proper as I was taught to behave, my knife skills at the dinner table were horrendous. I mean, Billy still talks about it. Bill taught me well as far as dinner goes, but preparation? Lord! I do NOT cook. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.