FIVE DAYS
In the last five days:

FEAR
Lane and I found our way to the front the Fear Factor audition line. There were 2,000+ people who wanted to do really moronic stunts for money - and we were at the front of the line.

Items on the contestant questionnaire included:
~ Tell us about your most traumatizing event.
~ Tell us about the best job you've ever had.
~ Tell us something amazing about yourself that nobody knows just by looking at you.
~ Tell about the time you were the most embarrassed.

And here's what I discovered:
~ All these stories come flying out in a bar, when the beer is flowing.
On a hung-over Saturday morning, when put on the spot - these come much slower.
I'll let you know if I get a callback.
(no breath should be held)

EVICTED
I learned that my roommate often misses paying rent by a freaking mile. Mr-Nice-Guy-Landlord is (justifiably) out of patience. I'm in charge of tenant-landlord relations now. I'm unpacking the boxes.

GAME
"Who Am I?" is a party game in which you have to write the name a famous person on a post-it, stick it to a strangers back and watch as they ask Yes or No questions to deduce "Who They Are". Everyone (including you) has a name on their back. We played it for hours yesterday in a room full of people I know much better now.

If you don't like someone from the minute you see them: make them Jar Jar Binks. Mark Twain is very easy. Santa is harder than you think.