Well, well. I thought I’d escaped this little meme, but somehow G.Z. Expat tagged me when I wasn’t looking. Gotta watch out for those folks in Chiner, ya know. Of course, if G.Z. had given it much thought, he’d have realized that after nearly 4 years of blogging in my occasional “TMI-style,” there’s not that much you folks don’t know about me. But I’ll try…
1. I can make a noise using my tongue and upper lip that sounds exactly the same as a full, icy bottle of pop being poured into a tall glass. I can also sound like a banjo. And, yes, I can roll my tongue but I can’t roll my R’s.
2. My first job was working at a Godfather’s Pizza in Seattle. I lasted less than a month. To this day, I’m not a big fan of pizza. These things might be related.
3. I’m thinking of chopping my hair short. And I do mean short. Not that anyone would notice since I wear it pulled back in a clip 99% of the time anyway. This way, I could save a fortune on clips and if I spike it high enough, I might look like I’m 5’2″!!
4. I hate birds. Really. They’re so prehistoric, with such small brains and such sharp beaks and claws. Just seeing them makes me shudder. It probably doesn’t help that when I was a kid we went every year to a church camp near Bodega Bay where Alfred Hitchcock’s movie, The Birds, was filmed. These things might also be related.
5. I am, most of the time, a lucid dreamer. By that I mean that I almost always know in my dream that I’m dreaming, and many times decide I’m going to have fun with it — turn the “story” the way I want it to go, bring in one person, “kill off” another (yep, sometimes). I’m also able to consciously choose to continue my dreams — sometimes after an interruption as short as a trip to the bathroom, sometimes the next night entirely. Then again, sometimes they’re utterly out of my control, and I never know ahead of time which kind of night I’m going to have.
Ok, now while I think up a suitable punishment for G.Z. Expat for having passed this meme onto me, I’m going to share the misery by tagging Ilyka Damen, NerdMom, Janet, “Just Me” and Lynne.
Neener, neener, neener.




Wednesday, January 10th, 2007, 9:13 pm | 

January 10, 2007 at 9:50 pm
He tagged me too…. I will get him at home where it really hurts.
Hope you are feeling better! : )
Tai-Tai
January 10, 2007 at 9:59 pm
Uh-Oh…Tai-Tai is just going to feed me her wonderfully cooked meals over and over and over, until I bloat and explode. What a way to go…
January 10, 2007 at 10:41 pm
Done!
January 11, 2007 at 12:36 am
I would help with all this torture…but sadly GZ Expat is an ocean away from me! He didn’t even tag me! I’m upset!
January 11, 2007 at 3:36 am
Your own father didn’t tag you? He’s probably trying to ensure your grades don’t slip. ;P
January 11, 2007 at 11:38 am
See, here’s the peril of a blog. Not having one, I can’t be tagged to divulge all of my skeletons to all of you.
January 11, 2007 at 4:44 pm
She’s such a whiner
January 11, 2007 at 5:09 pm
Oh shush you! I learn from the best!
January 16, 2007 at 9:49 pm
I finally posted mine! Go read and be amazed;).
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