This meme has been floating around Facebook and after being tagged 3 times, I caved and did it. I decided to cross-post for your amusement. Or because I’m phoning it in. Choose your adventure.
25 Random Things About Me
- I’m a native Californian and ridiculously proud San Diegan. I wasn’t aware of the latter until I lived somewhere else for a while.
- I lived in Dallas, TX for 3 years. I’ve been going around unwittingly saying 5 years until just now, not because I can’t count, but I think because it felt like five years (and yet I was still really sad to leave, honest).
- I have a birthmark on my right thigh that looks like a tiny turd. Kathy calls me Poopleg.
- Once I had a dream that The Littles were living under my nightstand.
- I like when men who are losing their hair crop it really close like Ed Harris… or Jeremy Piven before he got plugs. It’s sexy. Give up the dream, gentlemen.
- The Cure is my all-time favorite band. I never really thought of myself as one of those people who had a “favorite” band, but I’ve thought about it in earnest and yes, The Cure is my favorite. But my favorite singer is Ella Fitzgerald. Go figure.
- I used to swear a lot when I started blogging. It wasn’t intentional or anything, just the phase/stage I was at in my life. I also think I took example from other bloggers. It was a very “I Bitch, Therefore I Blog” time. Hm. Not a bad tagline… anyway, I’m neither a trucker nor a prude, but I prefer to write instead with small doses of blue language… for effect. Asshole.
- If I could attach a neverending can of Wild Cherry Diet Pepsi to my maw like a feedbag, I totally would.
- While I hate to sound all Katy Perry, I date whomever strikes my fancy.
- I like olive loaf. Don’t tell anyone.
- There is an unholy amount of series set to record in my DVR. 50 is my most recent count. But I totally don’t have time to go to the gym.
- I have a vague recollection of showing the mailman my underpants.
- When I was growing up, I had a free-range cockatiel named “Bird” who woke me up every morning at 7am. Until my dad gave him to a bartender. I still don’t get what that was about.
- I once went on a fruit-of-the-month binge where I tried a new fruit every month. During Orange month, I must have tried every variety of orange found in San Diego (and orange-like brethren, like clementines and tangelos). Apple month was a favorite. Banana month only lasted 3 days.
- Sometimes I feel like I don’t open myself up for new experiences enough, though I also feel like I’ve had more experiences than anyone should have by the ripe age of 35.
- I’m good at landing on my feet and discovering hidden talents in myself. New job in biotech documentation? Figure it out! Needed a display built? Santa’s Workshop out of Duraflame logs! Short a florist? I’m your gal. I’ve been a model, a perfume ninja, a caricature artist, a piano bar singer, assorted administrative assistants, a butcher, baker and a candlestick maker! Ok, not those last three. Whatever I do, I pride myself at doing a good job and learning everything I can to excel. Except that modeling thing. That sucked.
- I lost 90-something pounds a few years ago and gained 32 back slowly over 5 years. I swore that I wouldn’t be that person who puts all their weight back on and more, so I rejoined WW this year – 6 years to the day after I joined the first time.
- I am the proud owner of the most faaaaaaabulous bunny on Earth. But she’s modest about it.
- I once saw Richard Dreyfus at a McDonald’s in Culver City.
- I want to take a bartending program and advanced mixology courses through various nationwide conferences until I become a high-end Master Mixologist. Just because.
- I’m self-conscious about the tiny gap between my two front teeth. Overall, I’m comfortable with my face, but this gap reminds me of cartoons or movies where the idiot is always missing a tooth or is gap-toothed. I don’t think that about other people with gaps, even giant gaps. I think it’s often beautiful or quirky. Yet, my tiny gap somehow gives me a Hillbilly Complex.
- I rhyme all the time.
- I love girl movies (aka chick flicks). Good ones, bad ones, so bad they’re good ones… I just love them. Especially romantic comedies. I’m not sure much for high-strung period pieces, but throw in Mean Girls and I’m right there with you.
- Kathy and I talk in “girl movie” quotes. If one of us cannot name that movie, we are scorned. With love.
- Occasionally, after getting to know me, someone will tell me they used to think I was unapproachable or intimidating, which I find bizarre. Flattering, sort of, but also a kind of a bummer. I’m totally the 180 degree opposite of that. If you ever run into me somewhere, please feel free to say hi. I’m talking at a bar or at a party, mixer, meet-up, whatever. Not the tampon aisle at Target. That’s just weird.
Go tell it on a mountain.
lovin’ this layout! Very Auntie Mame.
(which I love)
really sad to hear about 21. really? you’re beautiful. but you know this. so is Lauren Hutton, Madonna, and some others I can’t name off the top of my head.
Also, Lulu is the best.
Aw, thanks.
It’s nothing to be really sad about, though. Just one of my little quirks.
(Also, not sure why this was moderated… weird!)
Jeez, this meme is everywhere. I’ve been tagged four times. Guess I really should act on it.
@#21: Now, see, I would never have noticed that gap if you hadn’t brought it up…which was actually quite brave and honest of you. Is that what this meme is about at heart – honest admissions of self? If so, I am screwed.
Phil Barron’s recent blog entry: Moment of self-realization #221
yaaay! i love this list. and about #25, well… you’d have to not be you, read you, and then meet you to get it… at least in my experience. now come on over for a martini-clariton buzz!
daniel’s recent blog entry: Who Knew There Was Such A Site?
yaaay! i love this list. and about #25, well… you’d have to not be you, read you, and then meet you to get it… at least in my experience. now come on over for a martini-clariton buzz!
daniel’s recent blog entry: Who Knew There Was Such A Site?
soory for the repeat, but just pressing “enter” seems to generate a comment in safari. what i was going for was a paragraph break. soory!
daniel’s recent blog entry: Who Knew There Was Such A Site?
I can’t take you anywhere, JEEZ.
Aw man… I know it isn’t cool for a bloke to say this, but I want a rabbit too! They’re illegal to keep as pets where I come from though. Hmmm… maybe that’s part of the attraction.
REALLY? Where do you live? She’s really a joy, which is something I never thought I would say. I had so many misconceptions about being a rabbit-owner, what rabbits are really like as a pets (I expected her to be bitey and skittish, but she’s not – affectionate and painfully adorable is more like it) and what other rabbit owners were like. I used to think it was just one big hoe-down, but it’s not like that at all.
Highly recommend a bun… even for blokes.
I live in the state of Queensland, Australia. The weird thing is that they’re not illegal in other states – just ours. Perhaps the powers that be think we’re too irresponsible to be entrusted with the caring of rabbits. All I know is that it makes no sense to me. After reading your endorsement, I feel like moving interstate and starting a rabbit farm!
I get #25 a lot too! One of my best friends told me long after we met that when she first met me, she thought I was unapproachable. I think it’s just because I’m shy around new people, so I give off the impression that I don’t want to talk to them.
I’ve enjoyed myself both times we’ve hung out. Shy is understandable. Especially when you’ve got a big mouth like me going BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH. hehe!
OMG – The Littles! Just when I thought I had remembered all the shows I was glued to as a kid. Sweet! Now to go write my list…