I got this idea from my friend's blog, where I posted my one-word replies to these questions. However, since I'm more of a six-word guy, I'm changing the rules. All answers here must have exactly *six* words instead.
Here are mine:
Where is your mobile phone? Inside jacket pocket, awaiting your call.
Where is your significant other? In the kitchen, Turkey Day prep.
Your hair colour? Full and brown, flecks of gray.
Your mother? Usually Maine, always in a fog.
Your father? In the ground for thirteen years.
Your favorite thing? Endorphins make the world more bearable.
Your dream last night? No dream to tell. So sorry.
Your dream goal? Disappear now, reappear whenever I want.
The room you're in? Small, Patriots mementos, iMac, scratching posts.
Your hobby? Pondering how culture shapes our existence.
Your fear? At this point, only one: torture.
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Six years further, six years older.
Where were you last night? Stayed at home, shared Thanksgiving ideas.
What you're not? Destroyed, despite the world's best efforts.
One of your wish-list items? Home playoff run with exciting finish!
Where you grew up? Cedarwood, Waltham, Massachusetts, USA, Earth, Milky...
The last thing you did? Solved hard killer Sudoku, congratulated self.
What are you wearing? Loose fit jeans, new shirt, smile.
Your TV? Unfairly large, distracting, worth every penny.
Your pets? Adorable, snuggly, curious, scared, quiet, comfortable.
Your computer? Absolutely necessary to exist these days.
Your mood? More upbeat than this blog indicates.
Missing someone? Always missing someone, but who isn't?
Your car? Boxy, AWD, reliable, red, in driveway.
Something you're not wearing? Boxers, briefs, panties, boy shorts, thong.
Favourite shop? Joie de Vivre, Massachusetts Avenue, Cambridge.
Your summer? Absolute busiest ever, but worth it.
Love someone? Can't answer in only six words.
Your favourite colour? Today: blue. Yesterday: red. Black? Never.
When is the last time you laughed? Cat hanging upside down, earlier today.
When is the last time you cried? May of 1983, sad television show.
- Scott
Your hair colour? Full and brown, flecks of gray.
Your mother? Usually Maine, always in a fog.
Your father? In the ground for thirteen years.
Your favorite thing? Endorphins make the world more bearable.
Your dream last night? No dream to tell. So sorry.
Your dream goal? Disappear now, reappear whenever I want.
The room you're in? Small, Patriots mementos, iMac, scratching posts.
Your hobby? Pondering how culture shapes our existence.
Your fear? At this point, only one: torture.
Where do you want to be in 6 years? Six years further, six years older.
Where were you last night? Stayed at home, shared Thanksgiving ideas.
What you're not? Destroyed, despite the world's best efforts.
One of your wish-list items? Home playoff run with exciting finish!
Where you grew up? Cedarwood, Waltham, Massachusetts, USA, Earth, Milky...
The last thing you did? Solved hard killer Sudoku, congratulated self.
What are you wearing? Loose fit jeans, new shirt, smile.
Your TV? Unfairly large, distracting, worth every penny.
Your pets? Adorable, snuggly, curious, scared, quiet, comfortable.
Your computer? Absolutely necessary to exist these days.
Your mood? More upbeat than this blog indicates.
Missing someone? Always missing someone, but who isn't?
Your car? Boxy, AWD, reliable, red, in driveway.
Something you're not wearing? Boxers, briefs, panties, boy shorts, thong.
Favourite shop? Joie de Vivre, Massachusetts Avenue, Cambridge.
Your summer? Absolute busiest ever, but worth it.
Love someone? Can't answer in only six words.
Your favourite colour? Today: blue. Yesterday: red. Black? Never.
When is the last time you laughed? Cat hanging upside down, earlier today.
When is the last time you cried? May of 1983, sad television show.
- Scott
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