77. My parents immigrated to the United States in 1987. As a direct result, I sort of want to thwack people whenever they talk about immigration (illegal or otherwise). Frankly, there are very few people I consider qualified to talk…

76.  I’ve kept a digital diary since Sunday, November 19, 2000.  Nobody will ever read it, but it’s really whiny and tells a lot of secrets that I’ll take to my grave.  I’d delete it, but it sort of reminds…

75. I went into college as a Journalism major and graduated as a journalism major, but I never had any illusions of desiring to be a journalist. 🙂 I actually hate it when people attack ‘the media.’ I’ve probably stated…

74. I sometimes wonder what constitutes a ‘kiss’ or a ‘first time’ or ‘taboo in most cultures.’  I wonder about this for reasons that I’ll take to my grave… unless you read this and choose to e-mail me. There are…

73. My home town is not incorporated, but some estimates put us between 10,000 and 25,000 people. I also live about ten minutes from El Paso, Texas and a half an hour from the Mexican border. So I’ve grown up…

72.  Every male member of my extended family (on both sides) can grow awesome facial hair.  My brother and I, however, cannot.  It’s embarrassingly frustrating. I feel like a Sonnet-writer that has never been in love.  Or a rock and…

70. I tricked my parents into getting me a cell phone senior year by pretending to not want one while giving them reasons I should have one. Then, the day after I got it, I accidentally left it inside an…