RIGHTEOUS ROSE (that's me...according to the Gilette quiz)

Ever notice that little thorn in your side? Wouldn't surprise us one bit with the way you feel about issues near and dear to your heart. But just because you're dedicated to your causes — from treating friends fairly to helping out those in need — doesn't mean you're reckless. In fact, far from it. That's part of your charm.

You're the type willing to help shape change, whether it be writing your Congressman or simply asking the local video store clerk why they don't shelve a better selection of new releases. If something nabs your attention — be it an unfair grade or a hot new shade of lipstick — you're probably not too shy to stand up and let your opinion be known. After all, nobody ever got anywhere by sitting on their hands and staying quiet.

In short? With your rose shade of passion, you've got "leader" written all over you. You know how to guide a team to victory with a dose of diplomacy thrown in for good measure. So keep it up with your righteous self!

I went to the flea market Sunday and bought hispter panties for myself and a lacy, barely-there thong for Eurydike. I am sure my mother was flabbergasted that I purchased this "obscene, only-for-whores" undergarment for my infamous maid of honor. Seriously, the problem with my mother is, she's oblivious to the fact that every human being is a sexual being and I, her 22 year old daughter hardly has any conservative leanings. When I started dating Paulie, she probably began contemplating in her popularly supposed "decent" head a lot of obscene, sexual things that she suspects I am doing with him. She is probably secretly loathing the fact that I am marrying an older man who is absolutely very experienced in bed. I recall how she would bash the Vladimir Nabokov book, "Lolita" saying it's obscene and indecent. And I told her, "But seriously, I think I have become Lolita." I swear she morphed into a rock when I said that.

...Then The Police began singing, "Don't Stand So Close To Me" in my head.