Meme: 8 Things
Apr. 28th, 2009 01:35 amThanks to simple miscommunication, I did some freelance work for which I won't be paid. *facepalm* Why won't the weekend come sooner! Argh argh, and in lieu of catching up with the flist have some meme.
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2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their selves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people andpost their icons on the same journal.
4. No tag-backs.
1. I am extremely uneasy with insects. You don't know how emotionally scaring it is to be chased by a flying cockroach at sunset as a child. At the sight of spiders/icky crawlies I will just about jump out of my skin and screech nonstop. Funnily enough, I can't bear to see them killed so I will most likely grab someone to capture them in a nonviolent way and release them out in the wild (outside the building). History has shown boyfriends/friends/bosses usually ignore my pleas and squish them with no mercy.
2. I have a scar on my left thigh from when I stepped on a cracked pavement step and very nearly into the gutter, were it not for me throwing out my elbows before I slipped through the hole. At least two people stopped their cars in traffic, and rushed out to help pull me out. Another was about to call the ambulance, convinced my arms were broken because of how I landed but I managed to fend him off, extremely embarrassed.
3. When I was on my LJ-break, I found myself on /co/ more frequently. Now that I CAN'T unsee it, I sorta want more Kyle/Stan. Y'know, South Park. Yeah, I don't even know.
4. As a grownup, I'm constantly amazed at how fragile the giants of my youth actually are. For instance, I couldn't believe how small and aged Scott Bakula seemed in Chuck. Was he always that short? Well, no. It just happens Adam Baldwin and Zachary Levi are so tall (6'4-ish, I think).
5. Ketchup freaks me out. Packets of ketchup cannot be anywhere near me. I can't even look at a bottle of ketchup without feeling ill. *shudders*
6. Before the neighbour's dog died of old age, I liked to tease it by making meow sounds at night as my room is very close to its kennel. I miss the poor old thing.
7. I blame Ballykissangel for my thing for hot men dressed up as Catholic priests. Along the same lines, I adore Stephen Tompkinson to no end and will gladly watch anything with him in it. See: Lucky Jim, Bob the Builder.
8. I still snigger at names like Wiener and Wang.
Tagging:
pervyficgirl,
fictionalknight,
22by7,
triestine,
cold_nostalgia,
kijikun,
parlance, and
milleniumrex.
Tagged by
1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their selves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and
4. No tag-backs.
1. I am extremely uneasy with insects. You don't know how emotionally scaring it is to be chased by a flying cockroach at sunset as a child. At the sight of spiders/icky crawlies I will just about jump out of my skin and screech nonstop. Funnily enough, I can't bear to see them killed so I will most likely grab someone to capture them in a nonviolent way and release them out in the wild (outside the building). History has shown boyfriends/friends/bosses usually ignore my pleas and squish them with no mercy.
2. I have a scar on my left thigh from when I stepped on a cracked pavement step and very nearly into the gutter, were it not for me throwing out my elbows before I slipped through the hole. At least two people stopped their cars in traffic, and rushed out to help pull me out. Another was about to call the ambulance, convinced my arms were broken because of how I landed but I managed to fend him off, extremely embarrassed.
3. When I was on my LJ-break, I found myself on /co/ more frequently. Now that I CAN'T unsee it, I sorta want more Kyle/Stan. Y'know, South Park. Yeah, I don't even know.
4. As a grownup, I'm constantly amazed at how fragile the giants of my youth actually are. For instance, I couldn't believe how small and aged Scott Bakula seemed in Chuck. Was he always that short? Well, no. It just happens Adam Baldwin and Zachary Levi are so tall (6'4-ish, I think).
5. Ketchup freaks me out. Packets of ketchup cannot be anywhere near me. I can't even look at a bottle of ketchup without feeling ill. *shudders*
6. Before the neighbour's dog died of old age, I liked to tease it by making meow sounds at night as my room is very close to its kennel. I miss the poor old thing.
7. I blame Ballykissangel for my thing for hot men dressed up as Catholic priests. Along the same lines, I adore Stephen Tompkinson to no end and will gladly watch anything with him in it. See: Lucky Jim, Bob the Builder.
8. I still snigger at names like Wiener and Wang.
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Date: 2009-04-28 11:13 am (UTC)My house is ruled by red ants and large black ants during the summer. I live in a state between fear and resignation.
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Date: 2009-04-28 12:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-28 01:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-28 05:07 pm (UTC)5)Really? I've never heard that. See, you do learn something new everyday! ;)
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Date: 2009-04-28 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-28 10:51 pm (UTC)5) Never heard that one. Interesting. I have a vaguely similar thing with eggs, though.
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Date: 2009-04-29 04:58 am (UTC)Ants. The memory of those hellish buggers makes my blood pressure rise.
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Date: 2009-04-29 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-29 05:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-29 05:05 am (UTC)Yeah, ketchup. I went through a period of being extremely germphobic and I fixated on ketchup as the unholy bearer of biohazard-level germs. Eggs, hmm. The way the translucent white wobbles? Or is the smell?
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Date: 2009-04-29 11:23 am (UTC)Meep. They freak me out worse than every other thing combined.
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Date: 2009-04-29 03:42 pm (UTC)