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A Survey Type Thing....

Once again, I have nothing to say.  The news is lame, the olympics suck and nothing is happening in the sporting world.  So I copied this survey thing from another blog I like to read. I deleted her answers and will now fill in my own.  Wow, how original!

1) Raised in:
Fayetteville, NC.  From 1980 until college.  Though we did spend time in Charleston, SC when I was a wee pup and also in the UP of Michigan.  But ole Fayettenam is where all the magic happened!

2) Your name:
Philip H. Harmon.  The H. would stand for Hampton.  My grandfather's name, on my mother's side.

3) Birth date:
June 6th, 1973.  D-Day.  6-6-73.  Lots of 6's with me.  Born on the 6th day, 6th month, at 6:12 PM.  My grandfather died on my 6th birthday at 6:06.  My mother graduated college on 6-6-66.
Satan, baby!

4) Any siblings:
My younger sister Peryn is 32.

5) Oldest of them all:?
I am the first born of the family.  Me and Peryn.  With me being the one who broke in the rentals, took the licks, explored new lands, etc. etc.

6) Hair color?
Red

7) Hair length:
What little bit I have is shaved down to the skin.  Being bald, growing my hair out to any length at all is pretty silly and it looks dumb.  But in college I let it grown down to the middle of my back.  Fucking hippies!

8) First school:
That I really remember... was Fayetteville Academy.  Went there from 2nd to 7th grade.  Then good ole Hillcrest Junior High.  And then off to boarding school at Episcopal High School in Alexandria, VA.  Which, friends and neighbors, is also the boarding school where John McCain graduated from.  Me and McCain are alums.

9) Eye color:
brown.  boring ole brown.

10)Hobby?
Reading.  Reading.  More reading.  I don't own a TV, so when I'm at home, I'm either reading or sleeping.  I love music, too.  Jazz these days.  And classical.  WCPE.  And I enjoy golf, when its not 100 degrees outside.  And I really enjoy writing.  And drinking.

11) Moods?
Consistent.  Laid back.  Approaching the lazy, lethargic side.  But the peaks and valleys I had in Aspen when I was a drunk, drug addict have now softened into a steady plateau.

12) College:
Freshman year was College of Charleston.  7 to 1 girl to guy ratio that year.  Really liked it down there.  Graduated from NCSU.  Go pack!  Four years at State.  Amazed I graduated.  Terrible transcript.  Pathetic attempt.  Time and money wasted.  But I did get my diploma.


LOVE:

1) Do you remember your first real relationship:
My first true love was Alice Burruss.  Get relationship.  I look back fondly.  Still have all the letters she wrote me.  We dated while I was away at boarding school.  Long-distance relationship.  May well be the only reason we lasted for over a year.

2) Do you believe in love?:
Yessir.  But its been a long time since I felt it.  I remember the crazy, in-love feeling I had for some old girlfriends when I was younger.  I haven't felt that in a long time.  The butterflies, etc. It'd be nice to feel those again.

3) Shortest relationship:
They've all been long ones since beginning of college.  Damn, for almost 20 years now!  But back in junior high they were all quick ones.

4) Have you ever been heartbroken:
Every time I've fallen in love, my heart has been broken.  The damn thing is pretty beat up.  That's one of the reasons I wonder sometimes if it really even works right anymore.

5) Do you love someone right now:
Yes.  But I shouldn't.  And I'm not sure the kind of love I'm feeling.  But I shouldn't love her.

6) Have you ever fallen for a best friend:
Nope.  My love's have all developed quickly.  And these days, I don't have a lot of close female friends.  I'm close to a few females at work.  But once you're out of school and getting older, the odds of having a truly close friend of the opposite sex are pretty small, I would think.

7) Are you afraid of commitment?
I'm not afraid of it, no.  But I think I'm really bad at it.  Every one I've had has failed.  Two ex-wives.  Yeah, I think I really suck at it.

8) Do you believe in love at first sight:?
I think so.  It's a nice thought, anyway.  Kind of like Santa Claus.  Doesn't hurt to believe.


THIS OR THAT:

1) Love or Money:
Well, I've still got some bills to pay.  And I'm about as poor as anyone you'd care to meet.  No savings, no retirement plans, no portfolio.  Living from month to month.  Pathetic.  So, it'd be nice to have money.  And I don't think love likes me very much.  So while it'd be nice to have love, hoping hasn't done much good.  Hope in one hand, shit in the other and see which one fills up faster.  So maybe money, then.  And a bloody ton of it.  Then I can live at the beach and read alot and drink alot and walk the dogs and play golf once in awhile.

2) One night stands or relationships:
Never had a one night stand.  And I've already said how much I must suck at relationships.  But, friends and neighbors, its been a very long time, so at this point I'd take whatever the hell came my way!

3) Television or internet:
I've been TV free for almost a year and a half.  And its awesome!  All these brain-dead zombies talking about what happened on the favorite TV show.  Who got voted off of American Idol.  Who fucking cares, idiots!  I get my news from the internet.  I follow what I want to follow.  I'm not force-fed all the bullshit that TV offers.  So internet, definitely.  And all of you, friends and neighbors, should kill your TVs too! 

4) Pepsi or Coke:
Coke.  Duh!

5) Long night out or romantic night in:
All of my nights out are long nights.  Professional drinkers such as myself don't one-and-done it.  We muscle up to the bar and stay there until someone kicks us out.  But I think I would prefer a romantic night in.

6) Phone or in Person:
I hate the phone!  I bloody hate the fucking phone!  Hate it.  Won't answer it.  Won't use it.  Hate it.  In person.  Face to face, baby.  The ancient art of communicating.  The way we used to do it before everyone and their mother had a damn cell phone stuck to their ear.

HAVE YOU EVER:

1) Have you ever been caught sneaking out:
Yep.  Funny story there, but I don't feel like typing it out.  That's for another post.  But yes, got busted.


2) Have you ever skinny dipped?
Yessir.  Don't remember details.  Drunk.  But, yes.

3) Have you ever been on a house boat?
Nope, but I've been on a really big boat.  (Forrest Gump)

4) Have you ever finished an entire jawbreaker:
Ah, yeah.  Duh.  Childhood.  Sugar.  Duh.

6) Have you ever been streaking?
Nope.  I don't like to run.


RANDOM:

1) Are you talking to anyone right now:
Sort of.  I think.  Its really weird.  And I shouldn't be talking to her.

2) Are you German:
Nein.  Is that how you spell it?

3) Are you Italian:
Nope.

4) Are you French:
Nope.  But I spent a summer in France.  Lived with a family in Paris.  This, too, is for another post.  But suffice it to say, I love France.

5) Are you Mexican:
Nope.  But most of the US is getting that way.

6) Are you Dutch:
Nope.

7) Are you Native American:
Well, I was born in Chapel Hill, in the US.  So I am native to the US.  But no, not in that way. 

8) Are you Irish:
No bitch, I'm Scottish.

9) Are you Polish
No.  But I do dumb things all the time.  And I usually need help screwing in a light bulb.

10) Are your parents still married?
Yep.  Amazing.


DO YOU:

1) Do you get depressed easily?
Nope.  That was mostly just the lows of drug addiction.  These days I can keep the depression at bay.

2) Do you live life to the fullest:
No I don't.  I have wasted and squandered most of what has been given to me.  And I am currently doing as little as I can.  Its pretty lame.  All I can say is that I'm pretty tired.  And I no longer motivate myself.  I'm very bored with me.  So until someone comes along who inspires me to get out and do... I'll just keep on squandering.

3) are you comfortable with the way you look:
You gotta kinda have to be.  Scrawny.  Bald.  Obviously not pleasing to the female eye, because no one has shown any interest in so long I can't remember.  But, hey, this is what I got.  So what the hell do I care.  Plus, I'm smarter than most people I know and meet.  So what I lack in appearance, I make up for in brains.

4) How do you dress:
My designers are Banana Republic and J. Crew.  Its comfortable, casual, I guess.  

5) Are you scared of growing old alone?
I'm starting to see that as the writing on the wall.  I've got my cats.  And I'll have some dogs again one day.  So fuck it.  I'll just be that crotchety old guy.

6) What do you want to be when you grow up
I don't know.  I really, really, really don't know.  And I'm getting close to 40.  So I feel like my growing up isn't waiting for me to decide.  And I'll probably die still not knowing what I want to be when I grow up.

8) Are you a vegetarian:
I did have a salad for dinner last night.  But no, I like meat.  I could be a vegetarian, though.  Although, its pretty pointless to try to eat well when you also smoke, drink WAY to much and never exercise.  So at this point in the game, I'm am definitely not a veggie.

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