[Currently trying to phone mother dearest so we can go talk about our respective medical funsies and compared meds...wooohoooo....Needless to say, I'm having trouble connecting, so here are some more answers to some more questions...]

10. What do you tend to do while you're talking on the phone? I pace. I am a chronic pacer. Shame, shame, shame....I know. It's terrible. I'm working on it. Really, I am. I'm in a twelve step program, that's clearly not working. If I'm not pacing then I fidget. Or I do that weird leg wriggle thing. -shakes head- I try. And the problem with pacing is that, our house, is a very, very, very nice house that goes in and out of reception like you would not believe. We have our good spots and bad spots. The good spots tend to be near the front door. However, that's not nearly enough space for me to wander around so majority of my calls cut out mid way through the living room. >.<

11. Is there an accent you can imitate? British. Yes. And with great ease. It's in my blood so....go figure.

12. What is the most ridiculous thing you've ever done? There have been so many I have, no kidding, lost count. I mean lately, it's been going out until unreasonable hours and feeling like hell the next morning - whilst on heavy medications. SMART. [If you're sitting there thinking, 'Mary, you fucking IDIOT' and if you're my mother and/or grandmother.....this never happened. Kgood?] But I can't think of anything too outrageous. I mean this time last year I went to a costume party called Moulin Cube and met two very, very, very good friends. But that weekend I indulged in behaviours that probably would have made a few of my more good christian friends hair curl. [Good Christian friends? Wait.. What good Christian friends?] That was a pretty crazy week actually. I had a lot of friends up from Sydney. Good friends, Bad friends, Ex Boyfriends. Hmmm. I think I spent too much time 'in.' >.<