I think you're only supposed to list five things, but hell, let's see how many I can come up with tonight:
- I don't like to watch people cooking my food, especially in restaurants or take-out joints. It seriously grosses me out. Especially if they futz around with my food a lot while it's cooking. Leave that shit alone and let it cook, for the love of Jah.
- I can’t sleep unless my bedroom and closet doors are closed. Otherwise, I get nightmares.
- Beets freak me out. I refuse to eat them.
- I do regular belly-button checks, which involve checking for any sort of deposits (if there are, they will be cleaned out with a q-tip and alcohol), and what said deposits smell like. I’m olfactory-focused, what can I say.
- I have this superhuman ability to freak men out. Or repulse them. I haven't figured out which yet.
- When I buy anything off a shelf (e.g. packaged food/goods, earrings, CDs, clothing), I pick the item from the back, and the packaging needs to be flawless, or I won’t buy it. One reason is very rational (FIFO, so if you grab it from the back, it's fresher). The other is not (I hate bringing home something that everyone and their mother has touched).
- I obsess over fonts, my AP style guide, and how many spaces go after a period. Oh yeah, and serial commas.
- It's easy for me to crack myself up. Also, I laugh at almost everything. Even corny shit. I'm Laughy McLaugherstein.
- I have this Imelda Marcos-esque collection of shoes, but end up only wearing about 2-3 pairs on a daily basis.
- I adore the movie The Silence of the Lambs, and can have entire conversations with my best friend using lines from that movie.
- Jonesy, from Jones of the Nile
- E., from Soft Pretzel Love
- Frida, from Frida's Poopin' Spot (tagging a dog should be loads of fun and a blogosphere first, I'm sure)
- Tiffany, from my newest favorite blog, Previously On ...
- Maria, from So Far ...
7 comments:
Goodbye horses...I'm crying over you...
Robin! You're so gross! Hahahaha!
Virge: "Good night, Maie."
#5 could apply to me as well. Oy. What am I doing wrong?
" A cute male census taker once tried to test me..." Thank God it was an oral exam. I ate his you know what.
Me: #2, #6 and #10. Great post.
alright mags, you got me, I'll do it. But just be forewarned of my wierdness.
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