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August 9, 2007
Tagged
I feel like I've already done this. Hear that? That's *I* language. I feel like it's silly to go and look for 8 more things to tell you about me. But... but but but.. I adore Scott or Patrick, or Steve, whatever his name is.
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged write their own blog post about their eight things and include these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged and that they should read your blog.
1. I am a habitual ring twirler. Since High School I've had a silver ring on my right thumb and have been twirling it on and off my finger since the day I got it. This has led to me needing to replace said ring 3 times. Once, as I wildly gestured my hand walking down the street and my friend stepped on it as it hit the concrete. Once again, gesturing wildly in a bar, the ring flew across the bar and even though I went back the next day, it was no where to be found. The third time I lost my ring I was on Lake George. Yes. I was actually on the lake. I've have the same ring since that fateful, wet day.
2. Speaking of, I was once lost on Lake George for 3 hours. I went out on a wave runner and thought it would be fun to go around that little island a ways off the beach. That "little island" was 3 miles long, and 6 miles wide. I had no money, no phone, no silver ring because it fell in the water and had to convince a kind, lake gas station attendant to please refill my tank. Eventually I found a boat who was kind enough to get me back to shore. When I got back to my friends they said they had the lake police and the local rescue departments looking for me. I was fine, thankfully, but sunburnt beyond belief.
3. I hate. Hate, hate, hate the smell of oranges. Going into Bath & Body works is a torture amongst tortures. This sucks because B&BW also has one of the sweetest smelling shampoos, Soyflower, which those bastards discontinued.
4. I am immensely proud that there are not 8 new things that my friends will ever learn about me. I am an open book to the people I love. Someone reading this will nod slowly and say "yeah, I knew that"
5. I cry when fathers die in movies, plays, books or TV shows. It doesn't matter if I like the character, how long they've been in the series, or if I am attached to them in any way. Me, the girl who can rarely be seen shedding a tear, sobs during the movie Armageddon.
6. I feel inadequate around other women.
7. The best advice I have ever received are tidbits that have shaped my development. These gems have come from my ex's mother, my brother, Dr. Seuss, and a teacher. They said, respectively:
a. Most women take an average piece of shit and treat them as gods.
b. Don't say you can't when the answer is I don't know how. Ask for help or figure it out. There is no can't.
c. Do what you want and say what you feel, because those who matter won't mind, and those who mind don't matter.
d. Fuck 'em. Take it from where it's coming from, and fuck 'em.
8. My mother has said two things in my lifetime that have been somewhat compliments. Someone had complimented her on how I "turned out". She said, "don't thank me, she did it all by herself." The second was when I was going to delivery my father's eulogy, and the Rabbi wasn't going to allow it. My mother looked him square in the eyes and said "Yeah, you try to stop her." I gave the eulogy.
I'm not a big blogger, I don't have 7 people, so I'll give you one excellent, excellent writer.
Shameless, Solipsistic and Narcissistic
Posted by lysa at August 9, 2007 4:55 PM
Comments
That should be your theme song: "Yea, you try to stop me."
Strangely sweet blog though im not sure if i agree sometimes with 7 :)
Posted by: booboo at August 10, 2007 11:06 AM
The link you provided doesn't work. Sorry.
Posted by: handemd at August 10, 2007 1:28 PM
How did I miss the memo regarding your journey around the lake? I bet whoever you were with were having a series of massive heart attacks (because, you know, the whole nature thing).
We should all get t shirts "Yeah, YOU try and stop her". Single cheeborgor it is!
(The link worked for me.)
Posted by: Kbee at August 10, 2007 3:57 PM
Hehe.. Stop you.. In the words of Nelson: Ha-Ha ... Sorry... Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha. Ha-Ha.
Posted by: scottie at August 10, 2007 5:53 PM
Number 6 is probably true for every woman. You're not alone.
Posted by: NaechsteHaltestelle at August 12, 2007 2:14 PM