Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Seven Things

I was tagged by Amy last week for the seven random things meme, and I am just getting around to it now. I suck. But in my defense, it has been birthday party central around here. Between vacation, my work trip, both kids’ birthdays with parties for their friends, a get-together for my SIL’s birthday, and a big family party at my house for both kids, I am wiped out. Also, if you don’t already read Amy’s blog, you need to get over there right now and check out the photos of her son in his Charlie Brown costume, because that is some serious cute right there.

1. In the morning when I am getting ready for work, I must have the news on. And only the news. If I am in the bathroom fixing my hair and mr b turns something else on, it makes me crazy. I don’t know why, but the sound of anything but the news makes me insane. Especially if it’s a movie. If I hear movie dialogue at 5:45 am, I want to stab someone.

2. I hate getting my teeth cleaned. I mean, I like having clean teeth, but the feeling of that nasty little rubber brush thing on my teeth makes me crazy. It’s like nails on a chalkboard to me (except for the fact that nails on a chalkboard don't bother me in the least, but you know what I mean). The mere thought of it makes my mouth water (not like mmm…chocolate mouth-watering, but like before you puke mouth-watering) and my hair stand on end. Also in this category is the sliding of a tie or scarf across my collar. **shiver**

3. If I am at your house and have to use the bathroom, there is a good chance I will peek behind your shower curtain. Not because I am nebby (the ‘burghers know what that means), and not because I give a shit if you cleaned it. No – I will look because He may be hiding there. You know – Him. He who hides in showers and kills women on the toilet. What? You’ve never heard of him? Well, he’s there, and now I may have just saved your life. You’re welcome. Oh. And he’s also in the woods, so only go camping in large groups. It helps your odds.

4. I have a knit Steelers hat from the 70’s that I still pull out and wear sometimes. It’s a big black and gold rooster, for some reason. I have no idea what a rooster has to do with football, other than the fact that it has Steelers written on it. But it was the 70’s and everybody was high. I call it Cockhead.

5. I am mourning the loss of my personality. I used to be funny and interesting. Or maybe I never was, but I thought I was. Either way, I don’t feel funny or interesting or fun or spontaneous at all anymore. Instead, I feel tired and boring and unattractive and uninteresting and uninterested. Maybe I need medication, because it’s a fucking depressing feeling, to not feel like you are the same person you were when you liked yourself.

6. I have certain “types” when it comes to men and most don’t fall into the traditionally handsome mold. I mean, I love me some Clooney, but I also really go for somewhat big noses, pornstaches (think Tom Selleck, Sam Elliot, Kix Brooks), and hippie guys. In the traditionally handsome group, I go for dark skinned men. Note that mr b is fair, blond, normal-nosed, and not a hippie. Weird. Oh – and personality-wise, I have always had a tendency to be attracted to smartasses and douchebags. That always worked out really well for me (again, mr b not included, though he can be a pain in the ass sometimes).

7. Last year, I joined NaNoWriMo and failed miserably. I only got about 6000 words written. I started off on such a roll, with what I thought was a good idea for a novel. I still do, but once I lost the drive, that was it. I occasionally get it out and peck at it for a while, but I can’t seem to make any progress. I do believe that someday I will finish it, but I don’t know when.

Well, now I am supposed to tag seven more people, but it seems that everyoine I read has already done this, so if you haven’t., consider yourself tagged. And also, Jackie (aka Maria), I am officially tagging you because you haven’t written in forever and I miss you. Get on it!

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4 comments:

Are You Fucking Kidding Me? said...

OMFG I miss you too! I have been randomly lurking...I've started somewhat of a shell blog but haven't written yet. It is in my best intentions to write someday, but that really doesn't say shit.

I would like to fully agree with #1... I too have a serious issue with movie dialog too early in the am. Even better is movie dialog on SURROUND SOUND before 5 am. Let's just say there was almost a murder around here when that happened recently...and I'm fairly certain I'd have gotten away with a slap on the wrist for that eventually.

Regarding the loss of personality...SERIOUSLY? No way. No. Not even.

Maria...aka Jackie

Are You Fucking Kidding Me? said...

OMFG I miss you too! I have been randomly lurking...I've started somewhat of a shell blog but haven't written yet. It is in my best intentions to write someday, but that really doesn't say shit.

I would like to fully agree with #1... I too have a serious issue with movie dialog too early in the am. Even better is movie dialog on SURROUND SOUND before 5 am. Let's just say there was almost a murder around here when that happened recently...and I'm fairly certain I'd have gotten away with a slap on the wrist for that eventually.

Regarding the loss of personality...SERIOUSLY? No way. No. Not even.

Maria...aka Jackie

Jen said...

Hi! I decided to stop by and say "Hi" because I missed the cookie swap, and saying "Hi" in person. So, I have bronchitis - you have cookies. BOO!!!

You saying nebby made me laugh. I worked for someone who used to live in another state. One day, I used that word, and he said, "Did you seriously just use the word nebby?" I said, "Yea, so?" Up to that point, I honestly didn't know that it wasn't a real word!

I am a Tornado ~ proven fact! said...

Seriously, need to do more grown up stuff and talk to more grown ups (the boys at work DO NOT COUNT).

My girlys loved the pictures of your baby girl, they want to have a play date. I have her picture on my wall of masterpieces.

Great talking to you again.