1. The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
No one.

2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
Every single time.

3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?
It depends on so many things but I don’t listen very well in general.

4. Do you take compliments well?
No.

5. Are you an active person?
Sort of.

6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, do you survive?
Yes.

7. Do you like to ride horses?
I rode English and Western growing up. He died.

8. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
Yes and I fucking hated it.

9. What was your favorite game as a kid?
Hide and Seek.

10. If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was married would you?
No.

11. Are you judgemental?
Yes I’m probably judging you right now.

12. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you?
Yes.

13. Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
Pursued.

14. Use three words to describe yourself:
Tenacious, Capable, Negative

15. If you had to choose, would you rather be deaf or blind?
Deaf.

16. Are you continuing your education?
Fuck No.

17. Do you know how to shoot a gun?
Yes.

18. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you tried to save?
Gus, as Adam dives for Gus and then we both die banging heads knocking ourselves out and too much smoke inhalation and Gus jumps out the window survives and is then left an orphan.

19. How often do you read books?
I’ve read over four this month. A lot.

20. Do you think more about the past, present or future?
I have a therapist.

21. What is your favorite children’s book?
Winnie the Pooh. Although, I have always felt Eeyore is a bad influence on children.

22. Have you kissed any of your Blog friends?
Yes but she was pregnant already.

23. How tall are you?
5’5 and THREE quarters. But I normally lie and say 5’6.

24. Where is your ideal house located?
I’d like a house.

25. Boxers, briefs, thongs, panties, or grannies?
Panties if you please.

26. Last person you talked to?
Adam.

27. Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
Yes.

28. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?
1993 somewhere in Florida.

29. What are your keys on your key chain for?
To get into and open things.

30. Where was the furthest place you traveled today?
I have been in all of the rooms that my apartment has and I have walked around in them.

31. Where is your current pain at?
My head.

32. Do you like mustard?
Yes but only basic mustard.

33. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
Sleep.

34. Do you look like your mom or dad?
It changes but mostly both.

35. How long does it take you in the shower?
Twenty minutes.

36. Can you do a split?
I am a Ninja.

37. What movie do you want to see right now?
Borat.

38. Do you put lotion on your dog or cats?
This question is creepy. Puts the lotion in the basket.

39. What did you do for New Year’s?
NOTHING.

40. Do you think “The Grudge” was scary?
I have not seen it. ps. I don’t care either.

41. What was the cause of your last accident?
Self destruction.

42. How much money do you have on you right now?
Zero dollars and zero cents.

43. What are you drinking?
Coffee.

44. Was your mom a cheerleader?
No she was a Hurdler and a Curler I think she lettered.

45. What’s the last letter of your middle name?
E.

46. Who did you vote for on American Idol?
No one, I live in Canada and Canadian Idol is stupid.

47. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?
Eight +.

48. Do you like Carebears?
I used to really love the Carebears, I had Carebears and I enjoyed playing with them and watching their movies, once my dad left one of my Carebears sitting on top of the lamp and it got a burnt leg. It never got better.

49. What do you buy at the movies?
A ticket.

50. Do you know how to play poker?
No.

51. Do you wear your seat belt?
Yes.

52. What do you wear to sleep?
It varies.

53. Anything big ever happen in your hometown?
Yes, a prominent Doctor’s son shot and killed one of the endangered Kermode Bears (Spirit Bear) and it was a huge scandal.

54. How many meals do you eat a day?
However many I want.

55. Is your tongue pierced?
Yes, I no longer wear the barbell but I can still put my finger in the hole where it used to be.

56. Do you trust the news reported by the local paper?
No.

57. What’s you favorite NFL team?
A team with some kind of cat on its uniform.

58. Do you like funny or serious people better?
Seriously funny.

59. Ever been to Vegas?
Yes.

60. Did you eat a cookie today?
Yes a mini chocolate chip one.

61. Do you use cuss words in other languages?
SHEIZER NIENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

62. Do you steal or pay for your music downloads?
Both.

63. Do you hate chocolate?
Are you stupid?

64. What do you and your parents fight about the most?
Me.

65. Is anyone mad at or irritated with you right now?
ummmm YES.

66. Do you open presents on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?
Both.

67. What’s your favorite preparation for eggs?
Sunny Side UP.

68. If you could have any job (assuming you have the skills) what would it be?
A UN Ambassador.

69. Are you easy to get along with?
No.

70. What is your favorite time of day?
I don’t like days.

71. Who was your best girlfriend/boyfriend?
My husband.

72. Who do you hate?
A few people. [“I hate and I love, who can tell me why?” Catullus]

73. Would you ever date your first love again?
No.

74. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?
I’m married so I guess that means yes.

75. Current mood?
Pissy.

Borrowed from Binsk.

I’m Tired.
I’m not done yet though.
I have writers block or creativity block or whatever.
I have been doing this blog for over a year and a half so I don’t think that is too bad a length before having ‘nothing’ at present.
I’ve been reading a lot.
And there are a couple of people I’d like to chuck a gator at.
I hope to be back soon.

In 2003 I went home for Christmas and my Mom bought me a calendar for 2004, Adam and I were already living together so he had no say in it and I can�t remember what it was of. At the end of 2004 we went to pick a calendar for 2005. I gathered up a handful and threw in some joke ones. There was this one with Nuns doing really super awesome fun things and some bad things like SMOKING. I had that one in the pile I had this feeling getting to know Adam as I was that if I left that one in there he may just insist that we get it. I also secretly fancied it myself. He picked it and I gave in or whatever because I had after all put it in the final choices pile. Last year the lovely Aughra got me �The Simpson�s Fun Calendar� off of my wish list for Christmas so technically that meant last year was my pick. When my Mom was down we had Christmas in November and one of our stocking stuffer gifts is our calendar for 2007. I gathered up many as before and we narrowed it down and then I saw it. �Men with Buns� and thought HEY BUNSSSSSSSSS, but it was BUNNIES and Men and I LAUGHED and put it in the pile honestly assuming it was a joke and had NO INTENTION OF GETTING it. I THOUGHT Adam would laugh his fucking ass off at it and we�d move on. I don�t have any problem with Men or Buns or Bunnies or Men owning bunnies but I was having a lot of issues getting past the cover. I love Gus but I don�t LOVE Gus I don�t take topless shots of me with Gus for one thing. Adam already gets mad if I sexualize the cat or if other people do. I tell him to relax she is fixed not dead and at least two other cats have mentioned crushes on her. One named Dude and one named Moose.

There isn�t really a lot of suspense to keep here basically Adam fell in love with the calendar and I think he might like bunnies he made us get it. I thought I was the one obsessed with bunnies. I insisted next year is my pick and there is no way we will forget because I will be cursing these damn [sometimes topless] men and bunny shots all year. And Marc and John are off in Bali and not even here to debate me on whether the guys are hot or not, so unfair. I�m sure Adam will do his best. The bunnies are all cute at least. The two saving graces to Adam�s pick is that all the proceeds go to Vancouver Rabbit Rescue and Advocacy and I am totally down with that AND here are just a handful of the things I�m learning about bunnies, the calendar also acts as a learning tool.

1. Many bunnies will tolerate being handled but the vast majority prefer to keep their feet on the ground.
2. Having more than one bunny only adds to the pleasure.
3. One of the joys of bunny companionship is seeing them dance.
4. Some of the most interesting bunnies are naughty. Saucy bunnies will snatch things they are forbidden to have and run about the house with them; and
5. Many bunnies love to dig and chew.

Christopher Bate made me this because he is awesome.

The Bateman also got the same Neko Case shirt as Stephanie and I. Basically I think that someone should Photoshop all the photos together and that we should email Neko Case through myspace and tell her how cool we are.

Ps. Due to Rad only Admission ‘The Carlson’s’ sold out and was RAD some jerks got in for serious but the Sock Monkey Army took care of it.

I’ve had a headache for more days than I can remember now. I think it is from the Zoloft I’m not 100% sure but nothing is helping it and those are my absolute favorite headaches.
I think the Zoloft is giving me the hiccups too, when I first went on it I got the hiccups really bad and then when I upped the dose I got them again. Chances are when the dose goes up again I will get them again and then I will know for sure and be cursing it again. I hate stuff that helps you and fucks you up at the same time. RE: every anti-depressant I’ve ever been on. It is just annoying and frustrating. And having been on them before you get used to the way they kick in, the subtleness of it with the dosage increase every week or two. The subtle changes in your mood the side affects are pretty obvious. For the three something months I was off the tits I hardly remembered my dreams at all. My dreams are super vivid and freaky again. Like I dreamt a woman had peach fuzz all over her body but not like normal face peach fuzz and not like werewolf people but long blonde peach fuzzy hair was covering her body and I was afraid it was going to happen to me. Obviously related to hating the peach fuzz on my face but a bit extreme if you ask me.
I prefer to call the tits salad as apposed to ‘cocktail’ because salads are better for you unless you acquire a parasite and calling it a colorful tits salad puts a more positive spin on it I think. Two pink, one beige and one yellow. And then one pink, one beige and a yellow at bed and a yellow for lunch too. I need to get a tit holder like I’m old so that I can remember if I take my lunch one or not a 32A should about do it they are all small with very little girth.
I have more motivation, vigor and pep but it comes and goes and I don’t FEEL better yet. It is a confusing feeling when you feel yourself starting to feel better but don’t yet. My suicidal thoughts have definitely decreased I’m not walking around like a zombie plotting my death and tearing faces off. Other than making it out for morning walks with the baby mama I’m still not too keen on being out much or talking to anyone. I know it takes a while for the drugs to kick in I just hate waiting I just want to feel better and get on with it until I have my next ‘I’m fine I don’t need tits I want to go off I’m going off- crash- back on’ granted we have discussed and Dr. B compared me to Elizabeth Taylor with how my mood disorder may simply be so great that I will need ‘something’ forever. Not anywhere near the amount of what I’m taking now but something. I said I’d really have preferred a comparison to Naomi Campbell but he didn’t know who she was but I told him she got mood disorder problems that woman, big ones. I basically agree with this because my anger and temper are so extreme I just can’t live in that rage filled head. I’m still suffering paranoid delusions, analyzing everything to an extreme OCD amount BUT that is also less prominent and I have breaks where I feel really good they just are not lasting overly long right now.
The tunnel is still really long and small and only lit with 10 watt light bulbs. The 20 watts come in next week or maybe 60’s if I’m lucky.

I do love having the last name Carlson. You’d think I�d even like being able to be a little anonymous for a while but the adjustment and letting go of LISCUMB once I made the decision to do so is not as easy as I thought it would be. And to think I haven’t even started to change over anything legally. I want to change it, don’t get me wrong for all intents and purposes I already have. It just comes with feelings of loss of identity or for me it does anyway and now I have to build a new one without losing all of the old one. Not that I can even say I liked the old one anyway which is sad but I don�t think you can suffer from depression as severe as I do and honestly say you like yourself. And if you can then tell me everything about it please. Doesn�t matter how many people tell you how great you are the cloud cover only allows in so much light [I bet I�ll tell Dr. B I wrote that on Friday and get in shit I know it and he�ll make me explain myself and I�ll have to go all spewing feelings and pain and anger on him and shit but I really feel that way].

When I wrote [b]this post[/b] all of your comments were awesome I appreciated them all very much especially the poll that BC Web took at their front desk. The biggest issue for me was always being a female only child and my father has six sisters so it is bye bye to Liscumb moving on any further in this family. It is hard to say and spell etc, I got picked on BIG TIME for it in school from the day I entered till the day I left there is still the odd person who will bust out a good HEY LIC -A- BUM, or a hey lic-a-bum licks cum. I can and do laugh at that- come on how can I not but it was horrid as a kid. My Dad and sisters had suffered the same fate it isn�t like these kids were being original.

The wedding was greeping up and I seriously still had NO IDEA. I DID NOT want to end my name. I did want to be Mrs. Carlson. I did not want a fourteen letter long hyphenate. One of my biggest issues was our possible un-conceived children. Adam as many of you knows is not just ABC he is ABC IV. Which means family tradition. A family tradition four MEN strong. Basically meaning whether I gave up my last name or not if we where to have a boy first it will be ABC V and that is that. I agreed to that in like the first year of dating we are in year four now HA but we aren�t dating anymore. The tradition is rad. But it started to bother me that I�d have a completely different last name from my son. Given that I was only focused on baby boys and tradition I had never even considered what was suggested. Why did it have to be a boy to be ABC V. WHY couldn�t it be a girl ABC V? I went into this unrehearsed defense speech on the tradition and how there was no way I could even ask him I couldn�t even picture it but it got things churning up there fast when she reminded me that NOTHING was traditional about us and I felt for the first time that if he�d go for it I�d finally feel better about the whole thing and maybe even make some progress in deciding.

Bringing it up was interesting I totally put it on my friend yeah I�m a coward fuck me it was a big deal I didn�t want to get in a fight and whatever I�ve let friends do that shit. Holy no need to get defensive Corinna. Anyway. I told him about our chit chat. To my surprise, amazement and a moment of never feeling so loved in my entire life not only did he agree to girl ABC V he thought it was the best idea ever and we right then gave the unborn child the middle name of Barracuda or something.

I decided if he was willing to break a family tradition like that I was willing to end my name. I have not started to practice my new signature yet. I never did the Mrs. Corinna Carlson on the page 100 times in a 100 different ways thing. Plus AS IF I�m not going to make use of the CAC and use my initials as a signature. Beats the insanely long one I have now. Or does it? I guess it will just be a smaller CAC. I better get started.

By the time I actually get the professional photos up which we don�t have yet it is going to be SO anti-climactic! The photos we got from my friend Marc are simply incredible but I didn’t want to post any more photos till I actually wrote something I have the photos from the various people that manned both my parents and my camera as well. All the photos will be on my flickr eventually.

We leave on Sunday for the ‘moon’ I can not believe how busy this week has been I have had no time for nothing.

There were what I am sure are the expected last minute dramas that come up before the wedding from realizing I had left two very important people off the corsage list, having my eye cut and bruised by the bitch who did my eyebrow, lip and chin threading, she TOTALLY missed most of my chin too. [I got ALL my money back on that one] to my girlfriend/make up artist and hair almost not making it in from Calgary to my Aunt showing up, God only knows when.

I got the giggles the night before trying to fall asleep I took half a sleeping pill but it did not go down right and I could taste it in my mouth but wasn’t falling asleep. Little did Gus know it was my last night as an unmarried woman because she was meowing all over for Adam to come home. And yes Dr. York this does mean Gus is a legitimate child now.

I got up at 6:40am. Getting ready felt like I feel before I run a race the only difference being most ten kilometer, half and full marathons start early, anywhere between 7 and 8 and I had to wait out that feeling of I’m going to barf I’m going to pass out till 4:30pm. Those feelings came and went though I was ok at times and just went with the madness that is getting a bride to the ceremony. Though really I think Niki G was ready to knock me out if I smudged my nails one more time. Four women plus myself could not find the ‘hook’ that I would need for my train and we were convinced that they had sewn up the hole for it, we got in the limo and my dad found it in 2 seconds he said “give me that dress” and BAM the train holder appeared, we busted out the champagne.

The ceremony was fantastic. Holy shit for real man, like I knew I was going to go either crying mess or laughing ME. I was convinced I was going to be the crying mess. Turned out we were both laughing and giggling US.

Our Vows:

i promise to love, honour and cherish you to the max.
for richer or poorer,
for better or worse,
in sickness and in health,
and on all federal holidays.

in the presence of these people staring at us,
i, your name, take you, other your name,
to be my wife/husband, forever and ever, and ever,
until we die to death.

The Ring Vow:

take this off at your own peril

The JP at the rehearsal asked if we were seriously going to say that ring vow and umm yeah we wrote it. I was concerned Adam’s family was going to assume I wrote it but Adam did and he wrote the full vows. It got back to us there had been debate among the guests as to which one or if both of us had written them but although I had input privileges they are all Adam. We had also planned on doing our secret hand shake which is not so secret anymore, known now as the SHS before the kiss, we told only the MOH and BM the photographer and the JP- no one else. The SHS went off without a hitch and then we kissed turned around and walked back out to KISS, I Was Made for Loving You. My MOH had walked up to Billy Idol, White Wedding it was AWESOME! All the music the guests heard playing at the ceremony was later given as a CD favor we made and apparently people like it!

I’m dying to see the professional shots. I can’t wait for them!! I can’t, I have to, I can’t!
Considering how fantastic some of the shots Marc got [these are all his] the wait is going to seem like forever!

Edit: All the photos we have received thus far are now on my flickr.