A list of Firsts.

[stonebender]

I found this at wild_irises

First best friend: Richard Mulvey, met him my first day at Sunset Grade School.
First real memory of something : I remember my cousin standing in the hallway of my first house. She was wearing one of those pooffy pink dresses they used to put on little girls when they were getting dressing up



First car: A orange 73 VW bus. it was the cheapest accessible vehicle I could manage. I bought a ramp to get into it. It scared the hell out of me every time I entered or exited it.
First real kiss: There was a kissing booth at a carnival held at a Muscular Dystrophy camp I was going to. I was 11. She was probably 15 or 16. I wasn't sure what to do with the tongue she had stuck into my mouth, but I was pretty sure I liked it.
First break-up: It depends a little bit on what you mean by breakup. I'd call my breakup with daltong my first.
First job: I worked for a "sheltered workshop" for a couple of summer's. I started out sorting screws. Towards the end, I was working as their receptionist.
First "adult" book: I'm not sure. One of Xavier Hollander's books? Maybe Stranger in a Strange Land would count
First screen name: 4wheels for obvious reasons.
First self-purchased album: Moody Blues, On the Threshold of a Dream or the Beatles, Abbey Road. I bought them at the same time.
First funeral: My maternal grandmother. She died in our house of cancer
First pets: Slowpoke, the turtle. My first dog was Princess, a keeshond.
First musical instrument: Recorder. I wanted to learn guitar.
First piercing/tattoo: My right ear is pierced and my first tat is on my left upper arm, a rocket ship with the moon in the background.
First true love: Renee Fosdick. I know a very unfortunate name.
First enemy: My European history teacher in college. He was the first person to tell me that I didn't belong in college because I was a "cripple" and therefore a waste of space.
First big trip: We went to Solvang as a kid. Without my family probably NorthAmeriCon in Louisville KY.
First play/musical/performance: The first play I was in? I played the younger brother in the Little Match Girl. I went to a concert at the Hollywood Bowl when I was very young. But I don't really remember who was playing.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Elvis
Last cigarette: September '78.
Last big car ride: Gosh, that could be my trip to New Orleans and back. Five years ago?
Last kiss: This morning.
Last good cry: "good cry" don't think I know what you mean. I usually cry when serenejournal leaves.
Last library book checked out: It was probably a dog training book.
Last movie seen: Dirty Pretty Things which I liked quite a bit except for one minor complaint.
Last beverage drank: Coffee, which is more than likely always true.
Last food consumed: Salami sandwich, pasta and asparagus.
Last crush: Too many.
Last phone call: To Wheelchairs of Berkeley to see if they will fix my lift.
Last tv show watched : An ER rerun on TNT.
Last time showered: I got washed up this morning.
Last shoes worn: Wearing black tennis shoes.
Last cd played: CD? A mix CD that serenejournal made for me.
Last item bought: ice cream for me and Kerry.
Last annoyance: Dealing with my handyman after the plumbing blew up day before yesterday.
Last disappointment: Discovering how truly fucked up my family still is.
Last soda drank: My Karma Sobe with dinner last night.
Last ice cream eaten: The ice cream with Kerry
Last time wanting to die: I'm a depressive. I have had a few fairly serious thoughts about death. This has been a good year however. Probably winter before last. I tend to get more depressed during winter.
Last time scolded: I can't think of the last time.
Last shirt worn: A red T-shirt with a left breast pocket.
Last undies worn: I don't wear undies. The last time I did they were boxers
Last website visited: Asheron's Call game site.

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[stonebender.livejournal.com]

First real kiss: There was a kissing booth at a carnival held at a Muscular Dystrophy camp I was going to. I was 11. She was probably 15 or 16. I wasn't sure what to do with the tongue she had stuck into my mouth, but I was pretty sure I liked it.

*giggle* I hadn't heard that story before.

I still have a few stories up my sleeve.

First piercing/tattoo: My right ear is pierced and my first tat is on my left upper arm, a rocket ship with the moon in the background.

Did I know you have a pierced ear? Hmm.

I don't wear an ear ring much these days. I lost the ones I like and haven't found new ones. I think I wore one on our first date though.

First enemy: My European history teacher in college. He was the first person to tell me that I didn't along in school because I was a "cripple" and therefore a waste of space.

Grrr!

Double Grrrr!

Last good cry: "good cry" don't think I know what you mean. I usually cry when serenejournal leaves.

*wist* Me, too, love.

I miss you.

Last beverage drank: Coffee, which is more than likely always true.

Or Sobe. :-)

True!

Last phone call: To Wheelchairs of Berkeley to see if they will fix my lift.

Any news on that?

I'm still waiting for their estimate.

Last time wanting to die: I'm a depressive. I have had a few fairly serious thoughts about death. This has been a good year however. Probably winter before last. I tend to get more depressed during winter.

I guess I'll just have to find some way to cheer you up this winter. :-)

Sounds like a plan!