I have needed to get additional pages in my current passport not once but twice. I climb a lot, bike a lot, and have gotten a lot of my food in the past 2 years from within a couple hours of my house. Except during finals, but that doesn't count.

Grad student. I know.

I need to be surrounded, and covered in, dirt. On my best days, I am drenched in sweat, covered in mud, and have collected a few new bumps and scratches.

Feel guilty about it every time, but seriously happiest on a plane taking off.

Learning, learning and learning some more. Obsessed with community health in resource-poor settings. MPH, check. Now on to the PhD. Sociology if you must know.

Making, doing, and making do. Biking and gardening, and building both from scratch. Sometimes I can listen, sometimes I can talk, but rarely can do both at the same time. Simple minds, ya know.

I'm quite tall, as are apparently all the other people on this site. That and crazy sarcastic.

The last thing I've read, watched, listened to or eaten.

Space, place and context. How I'm not living up to my full potential.

Also, when I can go climbing next.

Not realizing it's Friday. I have a hard time keeping a weekly schedule.

it's your jam.