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A bit about Bernadette...

How much money is in your savings account?

To be honest, it's an amount that I really can't complain about. In fact, if I whine about my current financial status, I'd deserve a nice drop kick to the face. What can I say... I run the street all night and day. Not really - I gave the street life up a long time ago. It's just great to be a Flo-ri-da Gator livin' off scholarships and a prayer!

Have you ever ran away from a cop or campus police?

I can't say that I've literally RUN away from a cop, but I have indeed hidden in many closets, behind a few kegs, and underneath some beer pong tables from some probing policemen in my time. Why do the oinkers feel the need to try to break up a gathering where anything has yet to be set on fire, thrown through a window, or punched in the face? I just don't understand. Now, the campus police- those bad boys are wild. The ones that patrol campus on bicycles especially. They will ticket students for illegally crossing the street on foot, as well as kids on bikes for a variety of other insignificant reasons. I think their foul demeanors are mostly due to the fact that A) They are on a bicycle ALL day - can you imagine how their asses feel when they call it quits? B) Their uniforms are awesome, awesomely bad, with their shiny black helmets & knee pads and those unnecessarily short shorts that expose their menacing calve muscles to the world.

What’s your favorite song to sing in the shower?

I gotta go with some awesome 80's power ballads... a little "Every Rose Has Its Thorn" by Bret Michaels, The Rock of Love, always makes a hot shower hotter. Then there's the theme song from Top Gun by Berlin, "Take My Breath Away" which takes me back to a time when Tom Cruise was actually cool, and smokin hot. Another fav is "Pour Some Sugar on Me" by Def Leppard. I think that one is pretty self-explanatory.

Most embarrassing song on your itunes:

I am part of the 0.00025% of the population that has yet to jump on the ipod bandwagon. That's right, I don't have itunes, and I don't have an ipod. It's almost become a personal cause of mine that I wear as a badge of honor. It's also because I am too cheap/poor to drop that much money on an electronic device that has like fifty different functions that I will never use. What can I say, I'm a simple gal. My little non-apple mp3 player suites my needs just fine. iPods are to mp3 players as Wal-Mart is to small businesses. I could push this issue further, but I digress.

Favorite look on a guy:

I am always initially attracted to tall, buff, sweaty men. What can I say, I love a guy who works out. More importantly, I like guys who don’t put a lot of effort into their appearance; who don't dress to attain a specific, identifiable "I'm a tool and/or D-bag" look; and who seem to be unaware of their own hotness. I can’t stand guys who worship the mirror and who want to make out with themselves. I guess you could say I go for the all-American jock, minus the mentality. I love the combination of really dark hair with blue eyes. I also have a thing for some milk chocolate, if you know what I mean, but that's another story.

Do you wipe standing up or sitting down? And to follow up, do you scrunch or fold your TP?

I didn't know it was possible to wipe while sitting. That just seems like it'd be awkward. Speaking of awkward, let me answer this question: I'd say that the act of wiping takes place at a halfway seated position - a perch, if you will. After the deed is done, I fold, and repeat the process over again if necessary. Next question?

Worst injury:

I could supply a couple of great stories here, ranging from eight different sprained ankles, two black eyes, a broken arm, and bruises the size of grapefruits that lasted for two months that came as a result of squeezing myself into a dryer (good times). While the majority of my battle scars have come from a genetic deficit in overall motility, some have come about from just being a jackass. The injury that gets the gold star for goriest occurred in my senior year of high school while I was selling tickets to the Homecoming dance in the concessions booth. I jumped onto the counter to roll open the door to the booth and the corner of this massive, aluminum, square torture device that was used to hold ice and drinks went into the side of my thigh as I slid off of the counter and down to the ground. I was wearing a skirt, which should have prevented me from jumping on the counter in the first place, but, what can I say. I hobbled over to the school nurse with a three inch slice up my leg and a trail of blood behind me. I think she almost had a heart attack. Pretty intense.

How do you get to the highway from here?

Well it all depends. Are you looking for the Highway to Heaven or the Highway to Hell? If the former, look no further my friend, because the road paved with gold leads right into the heart of the Gator Nation - Gainesville, Florida. Home to Urban Meyer, Tim Tebow, the number one party school in the nation, the current National Champions of college football, and all things badass. You can even ask Michael Landon. As for the Highway to Hell, that would take you directly into the fiery depths of filth, inferno, and Tallahassee - a place that we Gators like to refer to as Florida State University.

Mac or PC?

PC all the way baby! They just seem like a snobby, I'm-too-good-to-be-compatible-with-your-software type of computer. And the only reason I think that is because I have no idea how to operate through their system. PC!

Guilty pleasure (not something lame like cookie dough):

For all you guys out there who have never read the Twilight books (which is pretty much all of you), let me explain the phenomenon that is the vampire character of Edward Cullen: He is the consummate gentleman who loves his girl so much that he would gladly die for her. He also happens to break bed posts, tear apart pillows, and could potentially kill this same girl while making love to her because of his sheer power. He's that good. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it.