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lienne ages and ages ago:
Here's how you play. Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random things, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged, list their names and why you tagged them.
1. I'm crazy about sour things. Sour gummies, sweet 'n' sour sauce, citrus. I'm such a sucker for citrus, I can eat oranges and mandarins all day. I've eaten lemons and liked it.
2. I slept without a pillow for approxiamtely 10 years. This is because I sleep on my belly and pillows mean death - or, more correctly, neck-crinks and mild suffocation - in that position. I sleep with one now, though I still occasionally wander off it.
3. Apart from thenormal common irrational fear of something clawed grabbing your ankle from below the bed, I have two rather bizarre fears. One is there being something - most often a corpse - lying in the bathtub when the shower curtains are drawn. The occasional dramatic *swoosh* has occured to convince my psyche that's it's nuts.
The second is entirely my brother's fault (well, the seed*** of it): having a Great White zoom out from the depths below and om nom nom on my exposed belly. (Being a nature-geek kid did not help.) Swimming class was hell 50% of the time, when I had to swim towards the deep, murky end where I was certain great gaping jaws were waiting for me. This is also why I don't much care for swimming a) alone (it's safer with the herd) and b) in the ocean or places with unidentified squishy things underfoot.
(Also, unrelated to sharks: nail files are eeeevil and their sound is like cheese-graters applied directly to my brain.)
4. When unbelievably, supremely, out-of-my-mind bored, I play vocabulary games, coming up with lists of words beginning with the same phoneme or letter.
5. I occasionally examine everyday objects or locations and consider their potential in (zombie) apocalyptic chaos. Like, say, spikey gates would make excellent spears, or how succesful, on a scale of stupid-to-suicidal, would a plan involving hanging from an overpass be?
6. I am a quote freak. I went through a long phase where I bookmarked pages with excellent one-liners (or whole passages) in library books and then copied them out. I'd end up writing most of the book in some cases. I'm better now. I've moved to Copy-Paste-ing and Memory-ing witty LJ passages.
7. I've worn the same toe-ring continuously for some 8 years now, and the same necklace pendant for about the same time. This and earings is all the jewelery I habitually wear.
8. I memorize poems and carry my favorite about on my person. The first four I memorized for English class, but the rest I did so for my own pleasure. So far, I've got, in order of aquisition, Shakespeare's song Sigh No More from Much Ado About Nothing (my fave play of his), Betjman's In Westmister Abbey, Blake's London, Shakespeare's Sonnet 116, King Henry's Greensleeves, Traditional Bonny Portmore, Asimov's The stars, like dust, Koontz's Winter Moon, Cumming's somewhere i have never travelled, Yolen's song Lord Gorum. I'd like to memorize Gaiman's Instructions and Yeats' When you are old. Someday I hope to have someone to recite them to.
9. I've had three bouts of gastroenteritis, once due to salmonella as a baby, once due to dysentry and one that wasn't diangosed. Beware of sushi. (I was also so nervous when starting university I actually threw up. Yays.)
10. I often have the bizarre desire to kiss people. Anyone: friends (awkward), teachers (ohgodno), random strangers (bwuh?). I'll just be talking to them, and then *zwop*, switch is flicked. It's like I'm one slip-of-control away from grabbing someone's lapels and snogging them senseless.
I'm not tagging because a) it's cruel and b) as if I had ten people to tag. *pout*
And readinglienne's list had me nodding along to quite a few points.
1. I would totally sign up for a "What it's like to be a guy" moment. For all his WTFety, Freud's penis-envy concept wasn't a complete bunch of nonsense. They look like fun, damnit.
3. Children intimidate me. I don't ever, ever want to have them. Except, sometime's I'll fantasize about reading them bedtime stories and stuff like that.
5. There's a little part of me that wants to annoy people, or really, really seriously upset them, to no end. Thankfully, I've managed to resit so far.
6. Taking books to the bathroom is awesome. I've actually read entire books solely in the bathroom during exams. Bathroom breaks were the only breaks I allowed myself, so I'd sneak in a few odd pages now and then.
7. Brocolli. Green beans. These poor little vegetables have such a bad reputation. And you know what? They're my asbolute favorite vegetables. :P
9. I very often walk past stores and mentally catalogue all the thing's I would buy and put in my house, were I a millionaire. Conversely, I often fantasize of having a meagre little wood cabin on a green hill somewhere in the UK. With loads of books and the internet, or I'd die.
* Ibid meme**
** Yes, I'm not quote-inspired today.
*** He convinved me that a pool drain was really a manta ray - which to child!me was the same as a viscious shark. Ach, siblings.
lienne ages and ages ago:Here's how you play. Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random things, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged, list their names and why you tagged them.
1. I'm crazy about sour things. Sour gummies, sweet 'n' sour sauce, citrus. I'm such a sucker for citrus, I can eat oranges and mandarins all day. I've eaten lemons and liked it.
2. I slept without a pillow for approxiamtely 10 years. This is because I sleep on my belly and pillows mean death - or, more correctly, neck-crinks and mild suffocation - in that position. I sleep with one now, though I still occasionally wander off it.
3. Apart from the
The second is entirely my brother's fault (well, the seed*** of it): having a Great White zoom out from the depths below and om nom nom on my exposed belly. (Being a nature-geek kid did not help.) Swimming class was hell 50% of the time, when I had to swim towards the deep, murky end where I was certain great gaping jaws were waiting for me. This is also why I don't much care for swimming a) alone (it's safer with the herd) and b) in the ocean or places with unidentified squishy things underfoot.
(Also, unrelated to sharks: nail files are eeeevil and their sound is like cheese-graters applied directly to my brain.)
4. When unbelievably, supremely, out-of-my-mind bored, I play vocabulary games, coming up with lists of words beginning with the same phoneme or letter.
5. I occasionally examine everyday objects or locations and consider their potential in (zombie) apocalyptic chaos. Like, say, spikey gates would make excellent spears, or how succesful, on a scale of stupid-to-suicidal, would a plan involving hanging from an overpass be?
6. I am a quote freak. I went through a long phase where I bookmarked pages with excellent one-liners (or whole passages) in library books and then copied them out. I'd end up writing most of the book in some cases. I'm better now. I've moved to Copy-Paste-ing and Memory-ing witty LJ passages.
7. I've worn the same toe-ring continuously for some 8 years now, and the same necklace pendant for about the same time. This and earings is all the jewelery I habitually wear.
8. I memorize poems and carry my favorite about on my person. The first four I memorized for English class, but the rest I did so for my own pleasure. So far, I've got, in order of aquisition, Shakespeare's song Sigh No More from Much Ado About Nothing (my fave play of his), Betjman's In Westmister Abbey, Blake's London, Shakespeare's Sonnet 116, King Henry's Greensleeves, Traditional Bonny Portmore, Asimov's The stars, like dust, Koontz's Winter Moon, Cumming's somewhere i have never travelled, Yolen's song Lord Gorum. I'd like to memorize Gaiman's Instructions and Yeats' When you are old. Someday I hope to have someone to recite them to.
9. I've had three bouts of gastroenteritis, once due to salmonella as a baby, once due to dysentry and one that wasn't diangosed. Beware of sushi. (I was also so nervous when starting university I actually threw up. Yays.)
10. I often have the bizarre desire to kiss people. Anyone: friends (awkward), teachers (ohgodno), random strangers (bwuh?). I'll just be talking to them, and then *zwop*, switch is flicked. It's like I'm one slip-of-control away from grabbing someone's lapels and snogging them senseless.
I'm not tagging because a) it's cruel and b) as if I had ten people to tag. *pout*
And reading
lienne's list had me nodding along to quite a few points. 1. I would totally sign up for a "What it's like to be a guy" moment. For all his WTFety, Freud's penis-envy concept wasn't a complete bunch of nonsense. They look like fun, damnit.
3. Children intimidate me. I don't ever, ever want to have them. Except, sometime's I'll fantasize about reading them bedtime stories and stuff like that.
5. There's a little part of me that wants to annoy people, or really, really seriously upset them, to no end. Thankfully, I've managed to resit so far.
6. Taking books to the bathroom is awesome. I've actually read entire books solely in the bathroom during exams. Bathroom breaks were the only breaks I allowed myself, so I'd sneak in a few odd pages now and then.
7. Brocolli. Green beans. These poor little vegetables have such a bad reputation. And you know what? They're my asbolute favorite vegetables. :P
9. I very often walk past stores and mentally catalogue all the thing's I would buy and put in my house, were I a millionaire. Conversely, I often fantasize of having a meagre little wood cabin on a green hill somewhere in the UK. With loads of books and the internet, or I'd die.
* Ibid meme**
** Yes, I'm not quote-inspired today.
*** He convinved me that a pool drain was really a manta ray - which to child!me was the same as a viscious shark. Ach, siblings.
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Date: 2008-03-02 07:12 pm (UTC)I like the bit about the bizarre urge to kiss people. 'S cute.
/shallow
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:46 pm (UTC):P
There are some people, though, who I very much doubt I'll ever meet - ahem, Mr Quinto? - but if I do? I know I won't be able to hold. "Honestly, officer, it's a medical condition! The kissing version of Turners! *glomp*"
(I may need to start carrying a box around, or wear very high heels. But then, problem solved if he's wearing a tie... Excuse me, I'm going to go stare at some mental images...)
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Date: 2008-03-02 09:48 pm (UTC)I will stand behind you and forcibly restrain you from snog-attacking him. *so very noble*
And I'd totally still think it was cute if it happened to me. XD Weird, possibly awkward, but cute!no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 09:51 pm (UTC)But for the record, you gave me permission ;)no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 09:52 pm (UTC)*cough* I would have to protest, on account of having a girlfriend.no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-02 09:58 pm (UTC)Done.