And because I've been stressed and uninterested in working...

[quidditchgrrl]

First bike: A yellow training bike, well-used. I didn't get a new bike until I was 12 - a black, teal and pink Huffy ten-speed.

First Best friend: Kerry, I guess. We hate each other with the fire of a thousand burning suns.

First real memory of something: My sister coming home from the hospital when I was 2 and a half.

First car: 1984 Oldsmobile Delta 88. Man, I loved that car. The backseat was bigger than most living rooms.

First partner: I think it was Ty Spangler, in kindergarten. If you're speaking on more intimate terms - Thad, whom I still carry a bit of a torch for.

First date: Er. I don't really remember any one time being a 'date' - usually I paired up with a boy while out with a group of friends.

First kiss: Egads. Amazing how much my memories have faded! I think it was Thad, but I can't be sure...

First break-up: Thad. It was a screaming nightmare. I walked nearly 10 miles in the middle of the night to confront him - it was a big ole mess.

First job: Wendy's

First screen name: I'm fairly new to the game of screen names, so PBG has been it, or a variation of my name.

First self purchased album: A 45 of 'Oh Sherry' by Steve Perry when I was 5. I saved up that $2.00 because I loved that song so much and my brothers wouldn't buy the 8-track.

First concert: New Kids on the Block when I was 13 *hides*

First funeral: My grandpa's, when I was almost 3.

First pet: My black poodle, Mitzi.

First piercing/tattoo: Ears, then my tongue when I was 22. I had to take out the bar for a root canal, and it closed up. Now I'm too lazy to have it redone.

First independent home: Living in the ghetto north of OSU on Hudson Street. No A/C, plenty of mice, and the neighbors round back liked to shoot at each other during domestic disputes. The beautiful woodwork and hardwood floors were worth it though.

First house/flat: Not quite yet.

First credit card: Midway through sophomore year of college. They gave me $5000, which I spent on tuition at Columbus State, a bike, and many a meal at Applebee's.

First independent holiday: Went to Minneapolis and Chicago during Spring Break (I know! We got 6" of snow the first night in MN) in 1997 with a group of students and worked at several different AIDS organizations in both cities. It was great fun.

First love: My first true wuv was Keith, who was a magician with his lips. I still dream about kissing him.

First enemy: Julie Hine. I'd still bitch slap her, even now, for her transgressions as a second-grade know-it-all! :-)