Peanuts said:Oh, one more fact about me
-I know everything
*rolls eyes*
PachelbelsCanon350D said:- I have never broken a bone.
PachelbelsCanon350D said:- I can do 69 situps in one minute. (lol that's a useful one :er![]()
PachelbelsCanon350D said:- I play three musical instruments.

Didn't mean to shock ya there Jon :lmao:Verbal said:Wow. Just...wow.
I can't even pronounce it :lmao: Trip to Africa...have fun and good luck!!!Antarctican said:-I was born in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. (Try spelling that as a kid in school!)
-I've had orthodonture treatment (braces) twice. The second time, when I was about 21, part of the treatment involved removing 8 teeth, surgically breaking my jaw and wiring it shut for 6 weeks. (Woo hoo, lowest weight of my adult life).
-I've been lucky enough to travel to Antarctica twice.
-After returning from the second trip to the icy continent, I went a little nuts on Ebay and ended up buying 100+ penguins (penguin lighter, penguin fan, cookie jars, cream and sugar containers etc etc). Try fitting all that junk in a one bedroom condo. Poor planning on my part, that's for sure.
-I'm leaving in two weeks for a trip to Africa, where I hope to climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. Wish me luck, cuz I'm not a spring chicken, and I didn't fit in all the training I'd hoped to do
Xmetal said:The last time I said that I fell off a motorbike and broke a collarbone, hope you were touching wood when you wrote that bit.
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Not another muso on the board!What's your weapons of choice?
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) Oboe came at 16 because my orchestra conductor really wanted an oboist. So I taught myself in two weeks and loved it, what a beautiful instrument. It's too bad it blows blood vessels in your head to play into that tiny little double reed
gave me headaches!errant_star said:I have an older brother and a younger sister ... who up until last summer (when she married) was named Loni Anderson
My dad and brother are phenomenal musicians and I can pick up instruments very quickly but have never had the drive to master any.
As a family we were in a car accident that literally scalped my mother to the point that her forehead was flipped up and hit the back of her head. I was standing up in the back seat and went into the windsheild. I don't remember this, they say I blocked it out because it was too traumatic. My brother remembers seeing my mother.
I've had 2 operations in my life. The first was to remove my appendix when I was 5 ... they ruptured as they were reomoving them ... apparently made for messy work. The second was to remove the 'nevicular' bone out of my foot because I had 2 of the same bone and weren't connected to things properly.
I left home when I was 16 and did the street punk thing in Vancouver. I used CPR to save 3 lives at 3 different times while there. They all lived.
I then moved to the mountains and made jewellery and sold it at markets ... my almost hippy stage (not quite because I still wore a leather jacket and my head was shaved with the exception of three green spikes, a purple rattail and blue bangs).
I got pregnant left my ex came back to Ontario, went back to school, got my grade 12, went to college for computer programming/analysis with 2 full-tuition scholarships, got deans letters for every semester I was there and then dropped it in my last year. That was 2 1/2 years ago. Still don't know what I want to do.
I've been with my boyfriend/fiance/might as well be husband for 5 years and we've had one more child together.
Just bought a house, 2 blocks from my mother.
[insert here - "and they all lived happily ever after" ]
*so maybe not quite a fairy tale but I still wouldn't change anything*