Totally late to this party;
The Layers Thing -
LAYER ONE: On the Outside
Name: Louisa -but I prefer Lou
Birth date: January twenty first; nineteen eighty-two.
Birthplace: California
Current Location: Russia
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Currently blond.
Height: Five foot six inches.
Righty or Lefty: Right
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
LAYER TWO: On The Inside
Your heritage: Mom's Irish-American, Dad's English-American. So I'm mostly American.
Shoes you wore today: I didn't leave my room today -so nothing but three pairs of socks.
Your weakness: Probably my aversions -and apparently I get distracted a lot.
Your fears: Losing family -disappointing Jane or Grandpa.
Your perfect pizza: Cheesy one with ham and chicken and red peppers, caramelised onions, anchovies, pineapple, pepperoni and green peppers.
Goal you'd like to achieve: To not get frostbite? I swear it's getting close.
LAYER THREE: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your most overused phrase on AIM: 'Yup' is my most frequent text -I don't really bother with IMs.
Your thoughts on first waking up: 'Holy shit' usually because I've stopped heating myself.
Your best physical feature: Eyes? I'm told they are anyway.
Your bedtime: Usually just after curfew.
Your most missed memory: I don't really get it.
LAYER FOUR: Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.
McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King.
Single or group dates: Singles.
Adidas or Nike: I'm more of a Sketchers girl.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea.
Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino.
LAYER FIVE: Do You?
Smoke: No; my brothers would kill me.
Cuss: Sometimes.
Sing: Not often.
Take a shower everyday: Around here? No.
Have a crush(es): Meh, not really.
Think you've been in love: Only with pizza -and family but that's a different love.
Like(d) high school: God no!
Want to get married: Not particularly -track records around me aren't great.
Believe in yourself: I gotta, right?
Get motion sickness: No.
Think you're attractive: I suppose I am, I'm not completely unfortunate looking.
Think you're a health freak: Nah, I used to be but that got old. Jane calls them my phases.
Get along with your parents: My mom, yes. My dad, no. Really, my brothers raised me.
Like thunderstorms: So long as I'm in doors.
Play an instrument: I play the drums really, really, really badly.
LAYER SIX: In the past month...
Drank alcohol: No.
Smoked: Don't smoke.
Done a drug: No -killed by brothers again.
Gone on a date: Um, not around here.
Gone to the mall?: Where the hell is the mall?
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Oh, they make me sick.
Been on stage: Nah. I'd fall off it.
Been dumped: No.
Gone skating: Out here? I'd probably kill myself.
Gone skinny dipping: Again, I'd die.
Dyed your hair: Funny you should mention it, I did.
Stolen anything: Steal something from a bunch of mutants who'll need to watch my back? I don't think so.
LAYER SEVEN: Ever...
Played a game that required removal of clothing: Once or twice.
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: God, once was enough.
Been caught "doing something": Oh, totally awkward moment right then.
Been called a tease: Nah.
Got beaten up: Well, someone tried once, but with three older brothers -and with the youngest of them being ten years my senior? Yeah, didn't happen again.
Shoplifted: Don't tell anyone, but ... no.
LAYER EIGHT: Getting Older
Age you hope to be married: I don't. If I did, I'd need to be mid-thirties.
How do you want to die: ...quietly and in my sleep!
What do you want to be when you grow up: Older?
What country would you most like to visit: Somewhere warm, so I'm not wearing myself out so much.
LAYER NINE: In a girl/guy
Best eye color?: Blue.
Best hair color?: Brown.
Short or long hair: Short.
Height: Hmmm...taller than me.
Best articles of clothing: none Snug jeans.
Best first date location: Depends on the guy.
LAYER TEN: In The Numbers...
Number of drugs taken illegally: None!
Number of people I could trust with my life: Jane. A few others I guess.
Number of CDs that I own: God, a million -call it work research.
Number of piercings: Just my ears once each.
Number of tattoos: None.
Number of scars on my body: I've got this one on my tummy from getting my appendix out, and another on my wrist from this accident with a shovel, and one on my knee from falling on a grate, and one on my head from bashing it against a cupboard and...Yeah, a few.
Number of children I want: ....um...no thanks.
LAYER ONE: On the Outside
Name: Louisa -but I prefer Lou
Birth date: January twenty first; nineteen eighty-two.
Birthplace: California
Current Location: Russia
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Currently blond.
Height: Five foot six inches.
Righty or Lefty: Right
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
LAYER TWO: On The Inside
Your heritage: Mom's Irish-American, Dad's English-American. So I'm mostly American.
Shoes you wore today: I didn't leave my room today -so nothing but three pairs of socks.
Your weakness: Probably my aversions -and apparently I get distracted a lot.
Your fears: Losing family -disappointing Jane or Grandpa.
Your perfect pizza: Cheesy one with ham and chicken and red peppers, caramelised onions, anchovies, pineapple, pepperoni and green peppers.
Goal you'd like to achieve: To not get frostbite? I swear it's getting close.
LAYER THREE: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your most overused phrase on AIM: 'Yup' is my most frequent text -I don't really bother with IMs.
Your thoughts on first waking up: 'Holy shit' usually because I've stopped heating myself.
Your best physical feature: Eyes? I'm told they are anyway.
Your bedtime: Usually just after curfew.
Your most missed memory: I don't really get it.
LAYER FOUR: Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.
McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King.
Single or group dates: Singles.
Adidas or Nike: I'm more of a Sketchers girl.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea.
Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino.
LAYER FIVE: Do You?
Smoke: No; my brothers would kill me.
Cuss: Sometimes.
Sing: Not often.
Take a shower everyday: Around here? No.
Have a crush(es): Meh, not really.
Think you've been in love: Only with pizza -and family but that's a different love.
Like(d) high school: God no!
Want to get married: Not particularly -track records around me aren't great.
Believe in yourself: I gotta, right?
Get motion sickness: No.
Think you're attractive: I suppose I am, I'm not completely unfortunate looking.
Think you're a health freak: Nah, I used to be but that got old. Jane calls them my phases.
Get along with your parents: My mom, yes. My dad, no. Really, my brothers raised me.
Like thunderstorms: So long as I'm in doors.
Play an instrument: I play the drums really, really, really badly.
LAYER SIX: In the past month...
Drank alcohol: No.
Smoked: Don't smoke.
Done a drug: No -killed by brothers again.
Gone on a date: Um, not around here.
Gone to the mall?: Where the hell is the mall?
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Oh, they make me sick.
Been on stage: Nah. I'd fall off it.
Been dumped: No.
Gone skating: Out here? I'd probably kill myself.
Gone skinny dipping: Again, I'd die.
Dyed your hair: Funny you should mention it, I did.
Stolen anything: Steal something from a bunch of mutants who'll need to watch my back? I don't think so.
LAYER SEVEN: Ever...
Played a game that required removal of clothing: Once or twice.
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: God, once was enough.
Been caught "doing something": Oh, totally awkward moment right then.
Been called a tease: Nah.
Got beaten up: Well, someone tried once, but with three older brothers -and with the youngest of them being ten years my senior? Yeah, didn't happen again.
Shoplifted: Don't tell anyone, but ... no.
LAYER EIGHT: Getting Older
Age you hope to be married: I don't. If I did, I'd need to be mid-thirties.
How do you want to die: ...quietly and in my sleep!
What do you want to be when you grow up: Older?
What country would you most like to visit: Somewhere warm, so I'm not wearing myself out so much.
LAYER NINE: In a girl/guy
Best eye color?: Blue.
Best hair color?: Brown.
Short or long hair: Short.
Height: Hmmm...taller than me.
Best articles of clothing: none Snug jeans.
Best first date location: Depends on the guy.
LAYER TEN: In The Numbers...
Number of drugs taken illegally: None!
Number of people I could trust with my life: Jane. A few others I guess.
Number of CDs that I own: God, a million -call it work research.
Number of piercings: Just my ears once each.
Number of tattoos: None.
Number of scars on my body: I've got this one on my tummy from getting my appendix out, and another on my wrist from this accident with a shovel, and one on my knee from falling on a grate, and one on my head from bashing it against a cupboard and...Yeah, a few.
Number of children I want: ....um...no thanks.