March 16, 2004

It's All About Me

SO EVERYONE* IS FILLING OUT this particular "firsts" and "lasts" quiz which gives insight into their personal history, psyche, and so on. Naturally, I had to do the same thing, so here you go -- more information than you probably wanted to know about Benjamin Kepple.

"FIRSTS"

* FIRST JOB: Staff writer, researcher, copy editor, etc. etc., in terms of my first job in which I actually supported myself through my labor.
* FIRST SCREEN NAME: Why not ask me what I had for lunch on March 16, 1999? Oh, that's right. Jaipur! On W. Pico Blvd.! Gad, was that a good Indian buffet, or was that a good Indian buffet? Mmmmmm. Chicken tikka.
* FIRST SELF-PURCHASED CD: I have no idea. In retrospect, however, I am sure that it bit the wax tadpole.
* FIRST PIERCING/TATTOO: Well, that wouldn't fit the image, would it?
* FIRST ENEMY: A particular student in elementary school and onward, whose name I do not wish to sully my pages. He has, though, apparently no Internet presence at all. Gad. In this day and age?

"LASTS"

* LAST BIG CAR RIDE: To Western Pennsylvania, for my grandfather's funeral.
* LAST KISS: About six months ago.
* LAST LIBRARY BOOK: A 17th century account of King Philip's War. Not that I checked it out -- one couldn't -- but I needed it for my research in school.
* LAST MOVIE SEEN: "The Passion of the Christ."
* LAST BEVERAGE DRANK: Diet Coke -- with lime!
* LAST FOOD CONSUMED: Boston Market chicken pot pie.
* LAST PHONE CALL: to Mr Kepple.
* LAST CD PLAYED: "The Passion of the Christ" soundtrack.
* LAST ANNOYANCE: I can think of several off the top of my head, but I'll settle for having to park at a parking-metered space this morning and put money in it, even though I was parked there too early to have a good portion of those minutes count. Also my sinus pain.
* LAST SODA DRINK: Diet Coke -- with lime!
* LAST ICE CREAM EATEN: Three weeks ago I had a small bowl -- like one scoop -- of Haagen-Dazs Mango Sorbet.
* LAST TIME SCOLDED: Sunday. It wasn't my fault!
* LAST SHIRT WORN: A slightly-worn white dress shirt.

I ....

* I AM: annoyed and dyspeptic.
* I WANT: tranquility.
* I HAVE: a case of the nerves.
* I WISH: my faults would not undo me.
* I HATE: the irresponsible, the intellectually dishonest, and the craven, generally speaking. It isn't so much hate as contempt, though; a true, blistering, vicious hate is another level entirely which I reserve for really unspeakable events, circumstances, and so on. There is a difference.
* I FEAR: mental decay, blindness, obscurity, Hell.
* I HEAR: instrumental music.
* I SEARCH: for truth.
* I WONDER: what in hell am I doing with my life? And why haven't I written that book yet? While we're at it, am I here for a reason? If so, a little direction would be appreciated from some corner of the universe.
* I REGRET: a few things, but I don't dwell on them. I can't.
* I LOVE: my family, my friends, my country.
* I ALWAYS: think (and worry, and ponder, and such).
* I AM NOT: humble (this is Flaw No. 1).
* I DANCE: when I want to! I can leave your friends behind! 'Cause your friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well they're no friends of mine! By which I mean half an hour a day in my living room, as exercise. (I can dance! I can dance! Everything's outta control!)
* I SING: during Mass.
* I CRY: when I'm alone.

YES OR NO:

* YOU KEEP A DIARY: if the blog counts, yes.
* YOU LIKE TO COOK: Yes. A pity I am only proficient at a few dishes.
* YOU HAVE A SECRET NOT SHARED WITH ANYONE: I don't know; I don't believe so, actually. I guess it depends what one terms a secret.

DO YOU:

* HAVE A CRUSH: No. A crush implies infatuation, and I am not currently infatuated with anyone of the fair sex at present. Had there been actual infatuation going on in my life, you'd be able to tell, as I'd be ... well, God, I am such a better person when I have a crush.
* WANT TO GET MARRIED: Yes. Fortunately, after studying my family history, I've found I have plenty of time. (Hans Peter Koeppel, I salute you).
* GET MOTION SICKNESS: I get sick when I drive sometimes.
* THINK YOU'RE A HEALTH FREAK: This depends. If you mean someone who is overly concerned with his physical condition, no. If you mean someone whose doctors routinely ask questions such as, "How? How are you still here after all that?", then yes.
* CURRENT HAIR COLOR: Brown.
* EYE COLOR: Kind of a grey-green, but they shift and sparkle and what not, from what I understand. I really like my eyes in terms of how they look, they're one of my better features.
* BIRTHPLACE: East of the Mississippi, north of the Mason-Dixon.

FAVORITES:

* NUMBER: One.
* COLOR: Blue. No, green!
* DAY: Thursday.
* MONTH: December.
* SONG(S): Several.
* SEASON: Autumn.
* DRINK: Gin.

PREFERENCES:

* CUDDLE OR MAKE OUT: Both!
* CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Neither. Coffee milk.
* MILK, DARK, OR WHITE CHOCOLATE: Dark. Especially if coffee-flavored.
* VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE: Always chocolate. Always. But this is a flawed question. For, I ask, how can one resist the inherent goodness of the Arby's Jamocha(R) shake? One cannot, unless one is a Communist, and thus likes strawberry shakes. I have here -- uh, in this briefcase -- a list of prominent strawberry shake drinkers!

IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU:

* CRIED: No.
* HELPED SOMEONE: No.
* BOUGHT SOMETHING: No.
* GOTTEN SICK: No.
* GONE TO THE MOVIES: No.
* SAID, "I LOVE YOU.": Yes, to my father.
* WRITTEN A REAL LETTER: No. I write actual letters on e-mail, but haven't done so in the last 24 hours. This is because I suck.
* TALKED TO AN EX?: No.
* MISSED AN EX?: Yes.
* WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL: See above.
* HAD A SERIOUS TALK: No.
* MISSED SOMEONE?: Yes.
* HUGGED SOMEONE?: No.
* MADE A GIRL MOAN: No, I haven't.

Well! There you have it -- more information than you ever wanted to know about me, Benjamin Kepple -- in a quiz so clearly important I actually wrote about it in the first-person singular. I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog updates.

And if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hide.

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* By everyone, I mean many of the people I read regularly: folks like Sheila and Emily and Bill and other folks.

Posted by Benjamin Kepple at March 16, 2004 11:20 PM | TrackBack
Comments

I am very very impressed with your switch to first-person singular. A courageous move. I applaud you.

Posted by: red at March 17, 2004 11:58 AM