1. I'm related to Edgar Allen Poe and come from multiple long lines of strong matriarchs (think Amazon). I should probably be taller, better at archery, and much more fond of opium than I am.
2. I'm not convinced that the "Push Here to Cross Street" buttons actually do anything.
3. I compose while I walk. I can actually tell which days I've been exercising by looking back over my blogs.
4. I recently realized the beauty that the mind and the heart cannot control each other.
5. I crochet like a mad woman.
6. If you imagine a star (or pentacle, if that's your thing) with the five points: Dvorak, Birkenstocks, Hornsby, Jane Austen, and Modest Mouse; I am in the center because my love for all five is equal. If you don't know what one of these five points are, you really need to hang out with me more.
7. My fingers and toes are never warm enough...which is nice in the summer, I guess.
8. I'm pretty good at soldering.
9. I have a wide variety of friends and have managed to keep them through multiple political elections because I refuse to talk about politics.
10. I used to refuse to talk about religion, but as my day job is fond of the topic (and some folks have recently been making assumptions again, sigh): I am agnostic with athiest and Buddhist leanings...more or less depending on the day. I spent my life getting here; I'm not interested in changing; and I will not be attending your church/chapel/synagogue/se....rvice/what-have-you, thanks.
11. Hot tubs: I have lived with them and I hope to do so again.
12. I seriously suck at crosswords. I'm working my way through a "Super-Duper Easy Crosswords!!" book and I'm still having to look in the back.
13. I read freakishly fast and enjoy trashy magazines. There is probably some lesson in there about pearls and swine...me the pearl and (everyone knows) Angelina Jolie as swine.
14. I'm in the process of auditioning for graduate school in Music Performance. I already have one master's degree. I'm apparently a grad school junkie.
15. I realized a few years ago I made all decisions based on fear. I've been working on it and am now down to about 40%.
16. I am terrifyingly motivated by logic...see #15 for the other 40% of my motivation.
17. I like Facebook and MySpace because when I actually hang out with everyone I know, I get dreadfully burnt out since I end up double- or triple-booking parties daily. This way, I can keep tabs on folks without the overload. If only you people would show up when I have parties! Those who do show up, thank you! you helped my transition into 30.
18. Though I used to enjoy it, I now really hate doing laundry. I'm fine with dishes.
19. I am constantly driven insane by my hair. No matter what length it is, it's annoying. I will sometimes have a fantasy of chopping it all off. Alas, I have chipmunk cheeks...
20. One high-school boyfriend bought me a cassette tape of one of my favorite bands: Live. But. He said I had to fast-forward through one of the songs because they said "shit." People who know me should find that pretty funny considering my language is often not suitable for minors.
21. I try to be as honest as I can. When I don't feel like doing something, I make myself say "well, I don't feel like it" instead of coming up with lame lies like "Oh, I can't that night because I've...um...got to watch...t.v.?" It wierd how our culture expects white lies for things that don't matter. When I started down the path of polite lies, I felt like a phony in everything I did.
22. My first-grade boyfriend stole my artwork and put his name on it. I was very angry (even though his mom made wicked good cookies) and since then I've been paranoid about plagerism. "Little boys stealing art" would be an awesome cover-band name.
23. I seem to be immune to cayenne pepper. I can eat the "super-hell-fire" sauce at Chicken Joe Bob's without warming up at all (while others start to sweat). Sadly, I'm not immune to any other type of spicy and I get whiny pretty quickly.
24. Twice I've been told that I should not play music (by teachers after a first lesson) and twice I've been called a bad influence. I'm more proud of the latter.
25. I sing badly loud a lot. I make up the songs. Sometimes they're about the cat, or the dishes, or peeing, whatever is going on at the moment that is song-worthy. I've actually sung about peeing a disturbingly high number of times. Hmm.
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