On the Fifth Day of Christ*&^%$,

On the Fifth Day of Christ*&^%$, Tiz reveals to you...

I find the holidays quite daunting and would rather sit on my couch and watch re-runs of anything. Too. Much. Pressure.

I resent auditioning. I have an inkling this shows in said audition. Color me silly...

I rarely slept in my own bed until I was about four. Just went from bed to bed in the house. My mother finally stayed up three nights straight in a straight-back chair and kicked my ass back into my bed when I tried to asscape.

I've never had the mumps, measles or the chicken pox. Rubella? Yes.