Like Tito said: Why not?
Age: 23
Bed Size: Full. Wish it were bigger, though, our kitten Flat Tire likes to sneak in when we leave the door open and take up all the space.
Chore that you hate: Dishes, especially ones that may have, um, been sitting longer than they should, and maybe growing a little mold.
Dogs: None of my very own, but my mom and stepdad have two: Toby and Mr. Roscoe Stubbs. My dad and stepmom have two as well (Rumpelstiltskin and Valentina) but I haven’t met them yet, while Toby and Roscoe are old friends.
Essential start to your day: Right now? Feeding Flat Tire so she’ll stop yapping at the door.
Favorite colors: Tito’s infected me pretty badly with her teal/peacock love, but there are so many other colors that I adore. It’s hard to choose just one, but the particular green of matcha powder is so pretty:
Height: 5’7″. Not as much of a giantess as Tito, but taller than a number of my friends, which I like to mercilessly lord over them.
Instruments you play: I used to play the violin, but I was never better than mediocre. Slide whistle?
Job Title: Administrative Assistant. So glam!
Kids: None, thank god. (No, but really. I’m not a kids person.)
Live: San Joaquin Valley, CA, aka the Armpit of the West Coast
Mother-in-Law’s name: I’m not married, thank god.
Nicknames: Mia is the most pervasive one, obviously. A good friend used to call me Pookie, and my dad calls me Mimi sometimes. Not crazy about anybody else using that last one, though.
Overnight hospital stays: None, that I can remember. (Say that last part in a spooky/Vincent Price/Rod Serling voice and we’ve got a horror story on our hands.)
Pet Peeves: People who make loud sipping noises and then go “AHHHH” after every loud sip. There was a guy in one of my college classes who did this, and I wanted to strangle him with my scarf.
Quote from a movie: “If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times: DO NOT FAN THE GIRLS WHEN THEY’RE WET! But you’ll never learn, you’ll be a eunuch all your life.” – Marcus Lycus (Phil Silvers), A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum (This has been one of my favorite movies since I was five or six and didn’t know what a eunuch was.)
Siblings: One older brother, thank goodness. I don’t think I could handle any others.
Time you wake up: During the work week, anytime between 6:45 and 7:20 a.m., depending on how often I ignore my alarm. On the weekend, whenever I damn well please.
Underwear: Cotton! And whatever doesn’t ride up.
Vegetable you hate: Do I have any of these? Let me think…I honestly can’t come up with any veggie I truly despise. I did, however, find a list of vegetables of dubious origin that informs me that okra is also known as “ladies’ fingers.” My fingers don’t look like no okra! Am I not a lady?
What makes you run late: My own bad time-management skills. That, and oversleeping.
X-Rays you’ve had: None that I can think of. I’ve never broken a bone or had a similar serious accident. I’m really more of a bruiser.

Haha, wow, I suck at this whole “keeping up with your own damn blog” thing.
Thanks for filling it out, Mia! I think you’re already in Chicago, but I hope your trip is super duper! (It’s a shame you can’t say that without sounding sarcastic, but please know I mean it from the bottom of my heart.)