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-grump- Amy tagged me in a meme.
a. List seven of your habits/quirks or seven facts about yourself.
b. Tag seven people to do the same.
c. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say you tag 'whoever wants to do it.'
Tagging in no particular order: woefully_warped (YOU NEVER GO ON ANYMORE ANYWAY), withxglory, mtsu, redcoast, wench_baby, litttlecreature, onigirigirl. (+ articronos, lolweasel and fish_lanterns.)
1. I plan escape routes for every room I enter. I don't consider it paranoia because I don't expect I'll ever have to USE one of my escape routes. Some of them are very impractical. For instance, when I'm in my room here at Hampshire, the only logical entry point for Something Bad is through my door. It means I'd have to bust my window open (not hard -- the frame is loose) and stretch from the cement window sill to the lounge balcony. I'd go in through the lounge from there.
2. I can't have singles in my iTunes library. I have to have the entire album or nothing at all. OSTs and mixes other people make for me are okay. This can be frustrating.
3. I can't write prose unless I have the right background music. I can't write an essay with any music at all. I waste a lot of time looking for the right songs.
4. Grilled cheese makes me gag. I like bread, I like cheese, I like pan-fried things. For whatever reason, I can't stomach it.
5. My PMS strikes in the form of unreasonable depression and anxiety one out of every six periods or so. This incapacitates me! I don't clean my room and I can't focus on goddamn anything except endless games of Spider Solitaire. I never remember that I am about to start SLOUGHING UTERINE TISSUE, so I am always both relieved and upset when I remember that, oh, hey! It's okay, I am PMSing! The quirk is that I averaged this over two years. One every six! (I cramp once every ten.)
6. Animals I have handled or otherwise touched include but are not limited to: dogs, cats, hamsters/gerbils/mice/rats/guinea pigs, squirrels/sugar gliders, little/big brown bats, horses/ponies, llamas/alpaca, chickens/ducks/geese, goats, cows, sheep, geckos, frogs/toads, tarantulas, snakes, turtles/tortoises, hedgehogs, lions, fennec foxes, deer/reindeer/moose, camels, opossums, raccoons, stingrays, fish, fish crows/american crows, royal terns, pelicans, cooper's/red-tailed/red-shouldered hawks, osprey, bald eagle, great blue/black-crowned night herons, sandhill cranes, snowy egrets, mourning/rock doves, pigeons, sparrows/grackles/cedar waxwings, ibises, herring/laughing gulls, and cormorants.
7. I'm astigmatic, myopic and have a subtle lazy eye when I'm tired.
Here is something that happened!:
MALLORY: So you know how homework assignments are supposed to be like excellent rock climbing walls? You climb to the top and it is maybe challenging for a little while along the way, but you ring the bell and it is very satisfying?
KATHRYN: [Laughs.] Only for you, maybe! Why, what's up?
MALLORY: Well. This was not a rock climbing wall. This was a brick wall, and the little nubby outcroppings were not good to climb on. I tried really hard and got a quarter of the way up before I tore a fingernail and fell down. So I looked at the wall and I tried to dig under it and that was no good because I did not have a shovel. Then I said, "hey, maybe I can jump over it." And so I tried, and I smashed my nose. And then I looked around and there was this tree way off in the distance and I was like, "man, that is a long shot," but I went and I got the tree and dragged it over to the wall and had to climb up THAT, which was hard because I had no shoes by then. And so I climbed up the tree and got to the top of the wall and then there was no way to climb down. So I fell. And I broke my leg. But I got over the wall and even though I was satisfied, it was broken-leg satisfaction, which is not really satisfying at all. That is what this homework assignment was like.
a. List seven of your habits/quirks or seven facts about yourself.
b. Tag seven people to do the same.
c. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say you tag 'whoever wants to do it.'
Tagging in no particular order: woefully_warped (YOU NEVER GO ON ANYMORE ANYWAY), withxglory, mtsu, redcoast, wench_baby, litttlecreature, onigirigirl. (+ articronos, lolweasel and fish_lanterns.)
1. I plan escape routes for every room I enter. I don't consider it paranoia because I don't expect I'll ever have to USE one of my escape routes. Some of them are very impractical. For instance, when I'm in my room here at Hampshire, the only logical entry point for Something Bad is through my door. It means I'd have to bust my window open (not hard -- the frame is loose) and stretch from the cement window sill to the lounge balcony. I'd go in through the lounge from there.
2. I can't have singles in my iTunes library. I have to have the entire album or nothing at all. OSTs and mixes other people make for me are okay. This can be frustrating.
3. I can't write prose unless I have the right background music. I can't write an essay with any music at all. I waste a lot of time looking for the right songs.
4. Grilled cheese makes me gag. I like bread, I like cheese, I like pan-fried things. For whatever reason, I can't stomach it.
5. My PMS strikes in the form of unreasonable depression and anxiety one out of every six periods or so. This incapacitates me! I don't clean my room and I can't focus on goddamn anything except endless games of Spider Solitaire. I never remember that I am about to start SLOUGHING UTERINE TISSUE, so I am always both relieved and upset when I remember that, oh, hey! It's okay, I am PMSing! The quirk is that I averaged this over two years. One every six! (I cramp once every ten.)
6. Animals I have handled or otherwise touched include but are not limited to: dogs, cats, hamsters/gerbils/mice/rats/guinea pigs, squirrels/sugar gliders, little/big brown bats, horses/ponies, llamas/alpaca, chickens/ducks/geese, goats, cows, sheep, geckos, frogs/toads, tarantulas, snakes, turtles/tortoises, hedgehogs, lions, fennec foxes, deer/reindeer/moose, camels, opossums, raccoons, stingrays, fish, fish crows/american crows, royal terns, pelicans, cooper's/red-tailed/red-shouldered hawks, osprey, bald eagle, great blue/black-crowned night herons, sandhill cranes, snowy egrets, mourning/rock doves, pigeons, sparrows/grackles/cedar waxwings, ibises, herring/laughing gulls, and cormorants.
7. I'm astigmatic, myopic and have a subtle lazy eye when I'm tired.
Here is something that happened!:
MALLORY: So you know how homework assignments are supposed to be like excellent rock climbing walls? You climb to the top and it is maybe challenging for a little while along the way, but you ring the bell and it is very satisfying?
KATHRYN: [Laughs.] Only for you, maybe! Why, what's up?
MALLORY: Well. This was not a rock climbing wall. This was a brick wall, and the little nubby outcroppings were not good to climb on. I tried really hard and got a quarter of the way up before I tore a fingernail and fell down. So I looked at the wall and I tried to dig under it and that was no good because I did not have a shovel. Then I said, "hey, maybe I can jump over it." And so I tried, and I smashed my nose. And then I looked around and there was this tree way off in the distance and I was like, "man, that is a long shot," but I went and I got the tree and dragged it over to the wall and had to climb up THAT, which was hard because I had no shoes by then. And so I climbed up the tree and got to the top of the wall and then there was no way to climb down. So I fell. And I broke my leg. But I got over the wall and even though I was satisfied, it was broken-leg satisfaction, which is not really satisfying at all. That is what this homework assignment was like.