2:15pm, central us

Christopher James Z*****

chris, chrissy, christophe, darling, chrissy conamackie, kid-o, man, zember, z-man, jong myong-jin, specialist, soldier, hey you, perhaps others.

James Thomas and Katherine Mary

24, if i had had any

7 september

i had bed bugs recently, but i tried to kill them, so i guess they weren't really pets; i usually leave spiders in the house, since i don't care for mosquitos, and i don't want to put them out in the cold. but i don't have any pets of the even semi-traditional type.

5'11''

brown, blue at birth

brown, used to be chestnut when it was long and dyed, and blonde at birth

had one in my tongue, but got sick (vomitting) while spending christmas time at wendi's house in jenks and, after vomitting three times in one night, decided to take it out. decision also influenced by wendi's family pretended i was trying to be cool or something by having one. have desired to have one again, but masako won't hear of it. oh well.

no. enjoy watching people get them, but i don't think i would want one. generally afraid of things that can't change, though i am nostalgiac. can't explain that apparent contradiction.

i despise my job, though i appreciate it (in my mind). often dream of being unemployed, wandering, etc. committments prevent it, so i continue hoping that i'll be able to change jobs soon. wonder what job i would like. hate my need for money, food, insurance, etc.

new brunswick, nj

san angelo, tx

3 times, 2 people (my wife and my sister). (still in love with both.)

always, with friends, sometimes with family, sometimes with self, often with music, wind, water, the sky (funny that whenever i say, "the sky" it sounds like "this guy" so i'm fortunate that this is a typing questionnaire.)

yes. oh yes. live there in my dreams, though mostly past dreams. often read books. spent 13 months living in france.

yes. once with a middle-school friend, mike, when we went and toilet papered a teacher's house. another time i dressed in black, took my little brother alone, and went with the japanese next-door-neighbor to toilet paper the neighborhood bully's house. i think these excursions led in part to my love of being awake and active late at night.

no. no, i take that back. i think we were once, but whoever did it didn't do a thorough job.

yes. but like neil lots of things make me cry. i feel attached to people, ideas, things, memories, etc often. usually crying makes me confused. it makes my nose stuffy and my brain foggy.

yes, i guess. once. in alison's car. borrowed it to drive to the first liquor store on the hwy to little rock. left near midnight. rainy road. finally made it to the store only to discover that it was closed. probably best. i wasn't nearly 21, and perhaps would have gotten in trouble. drove too fast, missed a turn, and slid, trying to stop, into a curb, bending the lower control arm and costing me summer job money. good memory, though. thankfully alison was nice about it. also, this driving experience probably led to my appreciation of vw jettas, and i now own one.

croutons, on occasion.

4

yes, but not at the same time. neil, i do remember your cafeteria concoction. but i usually stick to strawberry ice cream. love the smell of coffee brewing. makes me think of my grandfather, and of mick.

stuffed animals when i was a kid, but now blanket, or comforter, rather. i like to be able to cuddle or to be covered up.

both. dumpee in middle school, dumper in college, and the other times have never really ended officially. often confusing emotions, lack of communication, or inability, and wandering into other places. i think ending or even changing or starting or continuing relationships is not my strong point. i often take the back seat approach. (don't understand why. perhaps somebody has an idea?)

olive oil, lemon juice, salt and pepper. will accept alternatives.

lots.

7

twilight, when the edges blurr and everything takes on a translucent appearance.

the eyelids, i think. or perhaps the cheek.

the sheltering sky.

"i am the way, the truth, and the life" -jesus

tastey food, better if shared with friends.

thursday. or friday.

none.

tom's of maine, peppermint baking soda.

i couldn't pick one.

the ones that wilt after i pick them, because i usually remember hesitating before picking them, knowing that i'll be sad to see them die.

football (college or pro); reminds me of times with my dad, wendi's brothers, thanksgiving with wendi's grandparents, and thanksgiving with masako's host grandparents.

subway

august, this year. second hernia repair. will visit again soon. appt with plastic surgeon for breast enlargement. (just kidding about the breast enlargement part. but i am supposed to see a plastic surgeon soon regarding nerve damage after two hernia surgeries.)

juice.

beige

1. i got the mean lady that everybody feared, and failed after putting the car in neutral at a stoplight. she said that i would be unable to avoid being rear-ended.

i don't usually. guess they could be scary. would never use one.

probably japan. but i don't pretend to have any idea.

don't remember. got some from semi, neil, mick, jon, my dad, and others.

barnes and noble, for cds and books.

remember that i have no reason to be bored, and think about all the things there are to think about.

"i don't know" "probably" and some others i don't notice.

white boy in red chine (jon) or black man in africa (oscar, a friend in burkina faso)

my tendency to rationalize things and confuse it with trying to understand.

friends, without a doubt

10, sometimes 11

no one, since i am the last (i hope not, but fear so)

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neil has the amazing ability to think on his own where most people can only speak representing some extreme view of the subject. he makes me smile often with his ability to see clearly and deeply the true question, and is not overwhelmed with what he sees, but can turn his thoughts into words.

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