Ok…I was ‘tagged’ by @detweiler I have to post 7 things about me and yada yada yada here we go….
1. I can fly. Believe it. Or not. Your choice.
2. Despite all the advice and horror stories against it, once, I picked up a hitchhiker. And I’m still alive. Amongst all the foolish things I have done in my life, I will rate this at a ‘7’ on the scale of stupidity. It was late at night, probably about 2am and I was driving home. I was on the road to nowhere (a.k.a. Saranac, Michigan) and I noticed a guy standing in the road, with his car in a ditch. Since it was raining, and he looked like a serial killer, and I was by myself, I thought it would be an excellent idea to pull over and try to help. The guy was absolutely wasted, I think I got a little tipsy just from standing next to him for ten seconds. He begged for me to take him home since he had nobody else to call and he didn’t want to call the cops (of course). Again, I agreed because I am a foolish girl and I prefer to not to make smart decisions. As he got into my car, I saw my life flash before me many many times. I half expected him to pull a chainsaw out of his ass and kill me and send my skin to my parents. Which at least would have been a nice gesture since then they could have had an open casket service at my funeral. Anyway anyway, it turns out this guy was pretty cool and we had an elucidating conversation while I was driving him home. He ended up going to rehab the next day and he sent me a letter a few weeks after that. I think he’s doing better, and I’m still grateful he didn’t murder me with a chainsaw.
3. I have an inner monologue that never.shuts.up. Rather, it consists of many voices with various accents and temperaments that comment on everything I do and the people around me. If you’ve ever seen Amelie A Very Long Engagement, it’s a bit like that. “If you don’t make it to the bus before that pigeon flies away then you’re not allowed to get a pizza later.” I think that’s called Schizophrenia.
4. I am five years old. I don’t think I will ever grow up. I have tried, but with no success. If it were socially acceptable, I would emulate my kindergarten wardrobe of purple and pink sea-shell patterned spandex pants with a rainbow cape and a batman shirt. Every.Day.
5. I have an unnecessary need to count the edges of EVERYTHING. No matter what it is, even if it doesn’t have a defined edge, I have to count it. And when I’m counting, I have to count symmetrically. I don’t know why. I really don’t accomplish anything by doing this, but I feel rather annoyed and out of place when I don’t. #OCD
6. I am very impulsive. If I had the money, I would probably own a Siberian Tiger and a fighter jet. And a motorcycle with wings. I think the reason why I’m always poor is because someone up there knows that if had the money to do what I wanted, I would only survive a few short reckless hours. But…those hours would be fan.tas.tic.
7. I have an irrational fear of spiders. Sometimes I will wake up in the middle of the night and spend countless hours cleaning my entire apartment motivated *only* by the possibility a spider may have infiltrated my home. If I actually do encounter a real live spider, I am crippled with fear. I’ll usually trap it with a cup and run away, hoping someone else will come along and deal with it. I would blow-torch every spider I saw if it was legal and if I had enough money to buy a blow-torch.The upside to all of this is that my apartment is usually clean. The downside? Insomnia.
Now to tag 7 more!! (I’m not sure who has been tagged already, so I’m just going to guess)
@DolciSogni
@tehawesome
@bsheepies
@krabigail
@c_michael
@philgs
@ivegotzooms
GEAUX!
