The last time I actually counted was for our physical assessments in my senior year of high school. I was the only girl who could remotely keep up with the boys! Granted, we had a lot of lazy rednecks at my school, and it was only a total of 18 push ups.

I always grew up loving the preppy, athletic look (think Abercrombie and Fitch). I find the older I've become, however, the weirder my taste gets. I no longer have one set preference, but I'm a sap for rock stars. I met Jared Leto several months back and shoved my phone number at him, but I've yet to receive that call :(

I'd love to say yes, but I'm only a bad ass on the down low. I should probably just get buck nekked and run down the street when I'm done with this interview so I can pop my clean criminal record cherry.

It's kind of pathetic (and stalkerish), but I find ways to *somehow* end up in the places I know he'll be. If I know he'll be walking to, say, football practice, I'll go on that route and pretend I was just coming from the gym or something. I'm always pretty sarcastic and crass, but I think I tend to pick on the guy especially hard if I'm into him. I revert to the old kindergarten proverb: "She's only picking on you because she likes you!"

I work my quads out enough as it is in the gym. Suck it up and just take a piss like the common folk!

My mother always had the awesome tendency of grounding us, and then revoking it the second we asked to go somewhere or do something. So I'm going with *technically* no.

Um, I AM a celebrity. I kid, I kid. But in all seriousness, I've heard Eva Mendes, Eliza Dushku and Lea Michele. All of which I will gladly take as a compliment!

"You look just like Tori Spelling!" The sad thing is, she took it as a compliment.

The Space Jam movie soundtrack, 1996. I bought it with my birthday money for my 7th birthday. Even then I clearly had impeccable taste.

HAD to? No. Used them for sheer comic relief? Yes.