I had planned to write a whingey post about how the universe was kicking me in the nads, and then I remembered: I don't have any. But if I did, I would be sterile right now.
Luckily Rox tagged me and so I shall regale you with 6 fascinating facts about me instead. Ha. You thought you had heard everything there was to hear about the enthralling topic that is me? Think again buddy, this is a gift that keeps on giving.
1) For about 8 years I ate nothing but peanut butter sandwiches. Literally. No dinner or anything. I got a little bit bored of them by about year 6.25. But kept going for the sake of continuity... You would never guess but nowadays I never eat peanut butter.
2) I cannot drive. I have put this in another meme before but it is so ridiculous that it is worth repeating. I may be the oldest non-driver on this earth. BFG is giving me lessons. But really really people, you don't want me on your roads. Which one is "left" again? And the brake is where exactly? I thought that pole was there to stop me.
3) I have a fairly addictive personality. I drink way too much coffee. And whenever I buy food I eat it all in one go, or else it starts calling to me to be eaten. Hence I never shop for more than one day's food at a time. Too dangerous.
4) I loved roller skating as a kid. I could do spins and jumps and everything. Rollerblades are so second rate.
5) As a wee barn I cried my eyes out watching Herbie. I couldn't handle the car getting rejected. People getting slaughtered and amputated, no problem. But a dejected car made me howl.
6) I could never accept that men are so much stronger than women. It always seemed unfair. I wanted to be strong and be able to do amazing stuff like guys. I am still like that. I am glad I am a chick so that I have actual brains and know about life the universe and everything, but I wish I could do one finger pull-ups too.
I have decided to tag one person and one person only. I think of this as a little experiment. I have the person down as the type who scorns tags and abhors them more than the bubonic plague. Knowing his profession, the bubonic plague is probably cuddly in comparison. But perhaps I have totally misread him. Either way, my tagging policy is, if you don't want to do it, please don't strain your wrist. I will never be offended.
Mr 6000, you are the winner of a big, fat TAG!
Luckily Rox tagged me and so I shall regale you with 6 fascinating facts about me instead. Ha. You thought you had heard everything there was to hear about the enthralling topic that is me? Think again buddy, this is a gift that keeps on giving.
1) For about 8 years I ate nothing but peanut butter sandwiches. Literally. No dinner or anything. I got a little bit bored of them by about year 6.25. But kept going for the sake of continuity... You would never guess but nowadays I never eat peanut butter.
2) I cannot drive. I have put this in another meme before but it is so ridiculous that it is worth repeating. I may be the oldest non-driver on this earth. BFG is giving me lessons. But really really people, you don't want me on your roads. Which one is "left" again? And the brake is where exactly? I thought that pole was there to stop me.
3) I have a fairly addictive personality. I drink way too much coffee. And whenever I buy food I eat it all in one go, or else it starts calling to me to be eaten. Hence I never shop for more than one day's food at a time. Too dangerous.
4) I loved roller skating as a kid. I could do spins and jumps and everything. Rollerblades are so second rate.
5) As a wee barn I cried my eyes out watching Herbie. I couldn't handle the car getting rejected. People getting slaughtered and amputated, no problem. But a dejected car made me howl.
6) I could never accept that men are so much stronger than women. It always seemed unfair. I wanted to be strong and be able to do amazing stuff like guys. I am still like that. I am glad I am a chick so that I have actual brains and know about life the universe and everything, but I wish I could do one finger pull-ups too.
I have decided to tag one person and one person only. I think of this as a little experiment. I have the person down as the type who scorns tags and abhors them more than the bubonic plague. Knowing his profession, the bubonic plague is probably cuddly in comparison. But perhaps I have totally misread him. Either way, my tagging policy is, if you don't want to do it, please don't strain your wrist. I will never be offended.
Mr 6000, you are the winner of a big, fat TAG!
P.S. I have a guest splatter on my other blog, Typesplat. Cybersass was kind enough to send me some of her stuff. She posts a lot of her poems on her blog, which are really good. You should check them out.
