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December 29, 2006
I've been tagged by JCCAIDC
OK - I've been REALLY lame with blogging in 2006....I will fix that in 2007. Case in point is that one of my favorite bloggers, Barry (who happens to also be one of my favorite family members), tagged me 2 weeks ago and I didn't notice until tonight... (and, I had to Google the acronym for JCCAIDC - let's just say, it's a line from a song that I still don't understand 35 years after I learned it).
So here's how it goes - Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 10 people to be tagged, list their names and why you chose them to be tagged. Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You are TAGGED!" on their profile and tell them to read your latest blog. Hope you enjoy!
1) I smoke when I'm stressed, but I'm stressed that I smoke. Then I smoke because I'm stressed. I feel like my life is vicious circle of conundrums (I also love the word the conundrum - If I actually liked animals, I would get a pet and call it Conundrum (Connie for short)
2) I don't like animals. People are often shocked by this, being a lesbian... and sooo in love with little people, which are just like pets (both babies and the midget variety). I just can't explain it. I can't find a common ground with beings that eat their poo, and then want to lick my face. Guess I wouldn't make a good dominatrix either.
3) I am obsessed by conjoined twins. I can't get enough of them. My sister Stephanie and I have been plotting for 5 years a trip to stalk Lori and Dori(now know as "Reba"), the 40 something year old conjoined twins that live 2 hours away.
4) I have an "absorbed twin" in my ass, and I've named her Katie. No, really, I do. I have a pilonidal cyst (made of hair/teeth) that formed at the base of my spinal column in utero. Most often, twins don't survive...they are "eaten" by the other weeks into the pregnancy. I was kind enough to suck my twin into my ass and carry her through life. My reward is she "rears" her ugly teeth at me and is a pain in the ass. I already have 2 other sisters that do that, did I really need the third?
5) I love my sisters, but I really didn't like them so much until after college. Thank god they got cool, and I fell in love with them. I'm so lucky to have my best friends be people I'm stuck with for holidays the rest of my life.
6) I blow my nose in the shower. I've been told this is gross, but if it goes down the drain anyway, why not (or, why snot?).
7) On the subject of noses and their content, I used to pick my boogies and eat them in pre-school. I'm not proud of it, but I destinctly remember the salty taste being very comforting, kinda like how I now crave potatoe chips when I'm feeling time-outish.
8) I need to think more about "time-out". Life is whizzing by, and I'm not taking enough time-out to do the things I love. I used to read books non-stop, draw, make things out of paper-mache, and so many other things. When did my life become so busy? I don't even have rug-rats yet?
9) I've been having horrible insomnia with my grave illness (I love that my disease is called "Graves"). The upside is that I've had to become much more clever with my "laying in bed thinking of things" routine, which now can last hours. My favorite is an exhaustive examination of "let's imagine that I'm only 3 inches tall, and have to live in my house...how would I survive???". Great fun, especially when you factor in our cat Gryffin, that despite his lack of understanding that I don't like him, insists on following me around 24/7 - this becomes dangerous when you're only 3 inches tall.
10) I'm very immature, and I don't plan on changing that. It seems that complete silliness is pretty much expected and OK when you're very young, and very old. So, I guess I still have a couple of decades until my behaviour is back in step with my age. (please note my British spelling of behaviour - if I was allowed to have a # 11, I would write about my desire to have a British or Irish accent. When I read out loud in my head, I usually do so in a British accent - it's soooooo sexxxxxxxxxxyyyy.)
Since Jen didn't respond to Barry's tagging, I'm tagging her, Dena, and Mary. I can't do "10 People", because I am surrounded by friends and family that are "10 Years" behind in technology and don't have blogs.
Comments
I told Megan about Katie and she punched me in the neck. She thought I was lying. When I'm able to speak again the first thing I'm going to say is, "IN YER FACE!".
I don't really fee tagged, since there is no comment on my site. How does this work, exactly? I'm very confused.