seven things

Stolen/inspired from/by Jessi, who stole it from Michele, who stole it from someone else.

Seven lists of Sevens:

7 Things I plan to do before I die:

1. Teach at a university.
2. Write a piece of quality literature.
3. Give and give and improve people's lives.
4. Live abroad. Again.
5. Learn how to successfully make my little sister's chocolate chip cookies.
6. Learn to play the piano. Well.
7. Live in the same city as my best friend again.

7 Things I can do:

1. Write.
2. Pop popcorn in a wok.
3. Help troubled friends.
4. Pull off hot pants.
5. Quit demeaning jobs.
6. Keep in touch.
7. Sell everything I own and move to a new, unfamiliar place.

7 Things I can't do:

1. Math
2. Just stop loving.
3. Tolerate abusive jobs/relationships/situations.
4. Keep my mouth shut.
5. Live far away from the ocean (currently agonizing over this).
6. Ski.
7. Say goodbye to my dad without crying.

7 Things that attract me to the opposite sex:

1. Respectful treatment and self confidence. A man who can love well and act well and still be independent.
2. Smart, sharp sense of humor and wit.
3. Must. Read. Books.
4. Lanky, yes. Athletic. Taller than me. I usually go for the chiseled thing. Five-o'clock shadows are sweet.
5. The ability to handle me well. I'm no pushover, and he shouldn't be either.
6. Quality snuggler.
7. Honest. Not just "he doesn't lie," I mean the no-game-playing open, communicative type.

7 Things I say most often:

1. Shut UP.
2. You know it.
3. Tell me more about...
4. Good morning, [Name of Big Boring Law Firm], this is Mary may I help you?
5. No sweat.
6. Visit me!
7. You have GOT to be kidding me.

7 Albums on constant rotation:

1. Family Cabin Mix #1
2. Vivaldi's 4 Seasons
3. Bob Marley and the Wailers
4. Redbird, Kris Delmhurst
5. Lenny Kravitz, Greatest Hits
6. Irresistible Bliss by... I'm spacing the band
7. Guero, Beck

7 Celebrity Crushes (I so don't watch TV... this'll be a challenge)

1. Lenny. When he had dreads.
2. Matthew McConughey, a.k.a. My Future Boyfriend.
3. Pablo Neruda.
4. Ricky Schroeder, circa Silver Spoons. My sisters and I used to fight about who would marry him when we grew up.
5. Oh, what's his name. Okay, I suck at crushing on celebrities. Heath Ledger! That's who I'm thinking of! Heath! I ran into him (and Naomi, but whatever) outside a Burger King in Perth. No shit.
6. The guy from the old Gap commercial. Hot damn.
7. Yeah, sorry. That's all I got.