I am bored, nervous for orientation tomorrow, and have an hour to kill before I meet my friend C for coffee—so, some shameless time-wasting:
22 - My age, although according to my mood and the time of day I might feel either ten years older or ten years younger.
3 - Number of addresses I've had in the past year.
$9.25 - How much I get paid per hour. Yeah, totally not worth it. Shouldn't my very expensive bachelor's degree be worth a little more?
5'3" - My height.
8 - My shoe size. Shut up, I'm already self-conscious about it.
5 - Number of piercings I have (all in my ears...I could never do bellybutton or tongue or anything).
14 - Number of doctors I've seen in the past year.
11 - Number of doctors who didn't do shit for me in the last year. I might be a little bitter.
1 - Number of phones I've dropped in the toilet.
$1,388 - The amount on the bill I just received from my insurance company for a recent round of blood work. Nice try, Insurance Company, but you are paying that.
3 - Number of times I've seen my dad cry: once when my brother was 8 and my dad accidentally slammed his fingers in the car door, once shortly after I was diagnosed with anorexia, and two weeks ago in the hospital.
XXX lbs - My weight. HA! Just kidding. #nottelling