You have perfected the "wave" hairdo. You have been known to write to the Queen of England on a regular basis (and expect her to write back) You watch Rhoda and the Mary Tyler Moore show obsessively. Although you're a female, you dress like a man and then try to act "gay" You try to order "Susan Luccis" at bars. You know the words to all of Tammy's songs. You've been looking everywhere for that Johnny Mathis and Denise Willams album. You say "vodka martini straight up with an olive" in your sleep. You made your own little Corny Girl You've been known to use "I'm just lashing out over the recession" as an excuse for pissy behavior. If you here anyone so much as hinting that Andrew Dice Clay is the next Lenny Bruce, well, you know what to say. Everything you know about a) race relations, b) the prettiest feet in Canada, c) dinosaurs or d) the care and feeding of your male slave, you learned from buddy. You cried because Buddy wasn't in Brain Candy. Cried like a little girl. You had to leave the KITH newgroup because the debates over wether Dave was better then Scott were just TOO EMOTIONAL for you. You were a member of the old Scottland. Occasionally you must be remainded that there are other kids in the hall...