Eat Pho and lie down.

Fiction: Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates and non-fiction (though I'm not yet done): Who Killed Mom? by Steve Burgess.

I took the four-year program at Kwantlen. Liked it very much.

I just saw this question when someone else asked one. I usually get email notifications of questions but for whatever reason I missed this one. Sorry!

No, I don't think Reasonable Doubt is overrated. Love Black Star but OutKast is clearly the better duo. And I'd battle rap Sun crime reporter Kim Bolan because she'd drop some knowledge. But then her connections would have me "disappeared."

I'm sorry!! I got bored of my site layout and decided to screw around with it... and ended up not liking any of the new layouts and forgetting which layout I originally had. Bah! I'll fix it eventually. I definitely want the search feature back, plus the tags and categories menus.

Here's a link to the Frank Ocean album:
http://frankocean.tumblr.com/post/3333587977/frank-my-arms-are-tired-gurl-drop-your

So good. I played the shit out of this album for months, and still am. Let me know what you think.

Once a week. Two to three times during elections.

My understanding of it is this: When you block someone, your tweets won't appear in their Twitter feed, but he/she can still go on to your Twitter page and read your tweets if you have a public account. When they @ you -- wow, I really just used a symbol as a verb -- it won't show up in your mentions, but you can still see them if you search for mentions of you.

Like the "long-term goals" question, I find this damn near impossible to answer because so much can change between now and then. Right now I'm on Main, which I LOVE. I think Gastown would also be pretty sweet, but it's more expensive than I can afford right now. But 10 years from now? Who knows what the culture, look and feel of these places will be like.

And in 10 years, I should probably have a little family going on, lest I die lonely with no kids to take care of me and buy me birthday sweaters. So that will factor in. i.e. Probably want more space than a Gastown loft to raise a kid in.

Every 17 years or so, our young douchebags like to burn cars and smash storefront windows.

Yesterday, responding "Good!" when someone asked me how I was doing, because it was easier than saying, "I'm so stressed out by this project that I am going to go home and drink and cry and vomit now."

Do you believe you can't get pregnant if you do it standing up?

I don't think of Android smartphones, period, because I don't know much about them. Have only played with one a couple times ever. I have an iPhone 3GS, and while I'd love to have the 4, I figure I might as well wait for the 5. I'm pretty happy with the 3GS. I like iPhones because the web browsing's way better than a Blackberry, the available apps are fantastic and because Steve Jobs has taken over my brain. I only switched from PC to Mac last year, and now I'm all Apple everything.

This requires more thinking than I was prepared to do tonight. Uh, short term, I guess, would be to step my game up at work, carve my niche. Show that I'm worth keeping around. Intermediate, figure out what makes me happiest -- in life, in work -- and figure out what steps I gotta take to get there. As a teen I had some pretty clear goals -- write for a magazine, write for a newspaper, interview this and that person, etc. -- which I managed to tackle fairly quickly. Makes me a little nervous that I don't have such clear goals today. It's a precarious journey when you don't know where you're going.

Long-term goals are pretty vague right now. Too much can happen and change in the next few years to affect them. I know I'd like to have enough money to take care of my parents, though; pay them back for everything. Have my own little family somewhere (far) down the line.

Twitter, for its immediacy. Think I've found a good personal/professional balance there. Facebook I only accept friends and close acquaintances; Google+ I'm still figuring out what to do with.

False.

Probably somewhere that's never even crossed my mind.

I have a scar on my chin from falling off a see-saw type thing in elementary school. Bled all over the place, got five stitches.

Jodeci, I think.

Tupac, because I got into him first, back in the day, and liked him infinitely more at then. Might have memorized every Pac song ever. My crush when I was 12 liked Pac more than Biggie too, so that probably played a role. Appreciation for Biggie came shortly after that. Love him too, of course.

It's nice to get the odd compliment based on my profile pic when I am in reality a flustered blob who sits at a computer all day, eating exploded Pizza Pops out the microwave. But I also look like a douche linking people to a page with a bunch of compliments. So I'm going to need some other questions.