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If I could *be* anything in the world for Christmas? The first thing that came to mind was "boundlessly energetic" as a lot could happen then. The other would be "boundlessly rich and generous" - my "fantasy" is to win the lotto, get rid of all my possessions and bum around the world doing things like/with Dirty Wall Project etc. with my son (to "home" school him) because you understand by doing.
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Back in the day, I used to play a LOT of Ultima (monochrome monitor, typed-in commands, growing fear of deadly nightshade). However, before that, we got an Atari system for Christmas one year, and it came with Ms. Pac Man. We played that for HOURS. The next day, we couldn't move our hands and our fingers were cramped into a semi-permanent claw-like configuration. Then there was KABOOM! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaboom!_%28video_game%29 .
Lately, not too many. Pretty much Mahjong when I feel the need to meditate. However... I've started dabbling with Portal. It's pretty sweet. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portal_%28video_game%29 -
It is just about to be a respectable mahogany. I've put myself on the market for work and i'm old enough to understand that most people are not comfortable with pink highlights representing them, or around them. Fear not - I'm still the same Jodie inside!
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I think the best answer I can give is that I WANT to believe in ghosts. I love watching Ghosthunters and Paranormal State and Psychic Kids and all that; it's fascinating. I haven't really had any ghostly experiences, I mean, I'd like to think I have... but I'm sure the two times something happened could be explained away by logic. I have had, however, various weird ESP-esque stuff happen in my life. Haven't learned to recognize it as it's happening, however, so coming along after the fact saying "Hey, I knew that was going to happen!" seems... dunno... strange.
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That people would actually *pay* to see? Hmmm... well, I can change my hair colour in 20 to 30 minutes, make a weird shape with my tongue or whip up a meal for 4 people with a stick of celery, noodles, butter, a can of smoked oysters and flour.
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Hmmmm... you know, not sure. Probably had to do with some type of LOL Cat... Also watched a new Pants On the Ground remix, OH! and the poor luge lady whose unitard split. Eeep!
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Hmmmm... Good question. I mean, while I turn red very, very easily (had a teacher in high-school that loved that fact and would exploit it regularly...) there isn't much that would really *embarrass* me. I had a mohawk for goodness' sake. And I still have pink in my hair.
The only time that I can think of where I was actually OMG-kill-me-now embarrassed was in high school when I was running for President; we had to give a speech over the PA system and I messed up my words, then said a loud "OOOPS!" and started again. Not sure why I found that embarrassing, but I remember the must-crawl-under-a-rock-NOW feeling.
Oh, and you know - there was the time when I was running for Miss Penticton and my talent portion was playing the piano. The song was Memories (from the musical/Broadway show Cats) and there is this one part close to the beginning where there is a nice run with your right hand up the keyboard. Well, I started off on the wrong note, so the whole run was off-key. No matter, I smiled, cleared my throat and started again.
Truthfully, I'm usually the one embarrassing others. It's fun. You should try it - get people out of the box they live in... expand the possibilities... shatter perceptions. That's good stuff ;) -
Depends on who was talking. In grade 4 I got my first nick-name from the cute boy in the class. Loved it. He had noticed me. He probably could have called me Bunion Head and I would have loved it.
My first nickname (other than my mom's Lambykins when I was really young... but don't tell anyone that) was Jo-J. I'm guessing that it was because my last name was Johnson. Around the same time my brother started calling me Jodster (because of that SNL skit "Makin' copies... the Copynator...." http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheNicknamer ) as well as Odie ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odie ) then he morphed those two into Odor.
Nice, real nice. That's a little brother for you.
Anyway... moving on... between grade 6 to 12 my close friends called me Jod (long "o") and I was also known by the majority of people as Jodie Anne. See, there were 3 Jodi/Jody/Jodies in my class so we had to have a way to figure out which one was being called. To this day, there are still people in my life who call me Jodie Anne.
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Awwww... how sweet! As long as you're not creepy, are gainfully employed, can cook, clean and can pay rent - sure! We can dye our hair together.
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Technically, I'm pink. And gray. I think there is some smattering of brunette left. However, to GET the pink in I do need to bleach the areas I want to pink-i-fy. How long do I plan on staying this way? Not sure. Was thinking about going a bit "normal" again for a while, esp since I have certain meetings coming up... then the other part of me screams "NO!! NO CONFORMITY!". That other part likes chocolate. A lot.
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Totally depends on the context. If I'm working with you on a construction site... most likely not. Might even use a few myself. In font of my son? No way - you will suffer the wrath of the Alpha Mother Wolf. You're on your own if you do it at dinner with the mayor.
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Wasn't a "fan" to begin with, really. Liked him well enough, admire his talent. Oh, you mean because of *that*... I say: so what? We are always surprised when this happens. Really? I mean... really? You'd think by now we'd be over it. Yes, it sucks that he lied... also sucks that he HAD to lie. Until we shuffle off our veneer of Western-Judeo-Christian righteousness... until you can walk a mile in his shoes... we have absolutely NO right to judge, or worry about it. It's his business, not mine. Those that denounce the loudest doth protest too much methinks.
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No. I wouldn't take any form of office, actually. Unless I was given a dictatorship. Managing by committee isn't my style; this is why I won't go on a lot of boards. The process of making a decision in a group is painful. Sh!t or get off the pot...
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Jodie’s Bio
I know that I can be a walking juxtaposition and that there are probably a myriad of questions people are dying to ask, but may be shy. Must be the pink hair.
