Because sometimes, I feel guilty about doing tags/memes/surveys/what have you on my regular blog. So since I could do them every day (and I think it's ultra neat to look at them later), I'm devoting this spanking new blog to this vice o' mine.
Some I find on friends' blogs, some on blogs I stalk of folks I don't know, and some come from sites like "The Daily Meme." I'll always cite, though...I didn't not do any assigned reading in 2.5 years of library school for nothing.
First: from Emily's blog. A countdown.
Ten Things I wish I could say to Ten Different People right now
Wow, the bad ones are way easier than the more positive ones! But I'll try to mix it up.
Whenever you eat that, you have really bad gas, and I smell it all day. And I can never let on.
I can't believe you haven't acknowledged this event.
I'm so glad I was able to tell you something I would have put here a week ago.
I wish I could take a lot of things back. I wish I could make you happy.
I only offered to be your friend that one time so everyone else would think I was a nice and good person.
I wish you'd tell me when you think I do good things or make good decisions.
I love, love, love not working for you anymore. Thank you for not hiring me again.
You're a racist, egotistical pig, and I won't forgive you in a million years.
I don't like how you treat her. It doesn't match what I know of you, and that puzzles me.
You need to get used to someone loving you this much...please?
Nine Things about Myself
I try really, really, really hard not to bite my nails anymore. Sometimes I think I'm over it, but then I inevitably slip.
One reason I like scrapbooking is because it gives me an excuse to revert to my old pack-ratting habits, in a healthy way.
I'm not religious and I don't think I ever will be.
I'm liberal, but I hate talking politics. So please don't bring it up, unless you're sure we feel exactly the same way about an issue. Even then, I don't really feel the need to discuss it for long.
I have never taken so much as a drag from a single cigarette, but I think I'm a smoker. I dream about it as if I'm addicted. So I never, ever will try one.
I am on a low-carbohydrate diet/eating plan. Yes, I know it's not 2003. There are a surprising number of people in the online world who still swear by it.
I went to Ridgeway Elementary School, with an Independently Guided Education philosophy. This meant we all went at our own pace and switched classes all day. I know I would have gone crazy-bored in any other environment; Ridgeway, as far as I'm concerned, was the perfect school.
Game nights are some of my favorite nights. (When the people don't suck, that is.)
I don't like flowers, really; it makes me sad that they're dying the second you get them. And I don't have the temperament to maintain a garden (my aversion to the sun doesn't help matters).
Eight Ways to Win my Heart
Celebrate my guilty pleasures with me
When your new partner who I haven't met yet hugs me right away (because it means you've talked me up enough for them to know you and I are close, and that gives me warm fuzzies)
Tell me how much you love my parents
Compliment me, on anything. I'm not picky.
Share my love of pop culture, and inform me of the latest gossip on my favorites
E-mail me when you recall a memory of a good time we had together
Include me in your Facebook status! I love feeling famous.
Tell me the story of how we fell in love, even though we've recounted it a billion times.
Seven Things that Cross my Mind a lot
I don't know how I'd live without him. Please don't die.
"With the number one dealer, number one on the Business Loop/
Number one in service, number one in selection, number one for you!"
I should go to bed.
I hate driving.
I miss you!
Did I remember to set the DVR for _____?
I'm sure I missed a step in this process somewhere. This is too easy.
Six Things I do before I Fall Asleep
Rinse with mouthwash or brush with Sensodyne, depending on how sleepy I am
Wash hands with foam soap
Take out contact lenses
Check twice to make sure both doors to the outside are locked
Brush out hair and sweep it up into a claw
Check that alarm is set approximately 14 times
Five People who Mean A Lot
(I am completely cheating on this one, by the way.)
My glorious family (Dad, Steve, Lily, Joe, and Mama)
My new family Dazets
Neil
Emily
Sarahs, both Miller & Irwin
Four Things I'm Wearing Right Now
dark pink t-shirt with laces up the front
gray striped yoga pants
new tortoiseshell octopus claw
black and blue underwear (it's my honeymoon, people)
Three Songs I Listen to A Lot
You Know My Name--Chris Cornell (Casino Royale theme song)
Summertime--NKOTB (studying for the concert in KC! SURE HOPE I don't get jury duty that week!)
New Shoes--Paolo Nutini (Always puts me in a good mood. Always. I growl during the second part of "Hello new shoes/Bye bye them blues")
Two Things I Want to Do Eventually
(used to be "before I die" instead of "eventually," but I don't like thinking like that)
Visit the pyramids in Egypt
Be happy with what I see in the mirror
One Confession:
Hmm...how juicy should I get here? How to confess something interesting without hurting anyone's feelings who might possibly read this?
Okay: I often feel I like my siblings way better than they like me.
(thanks, darlin', for the inspiration for that one! you know who you are. *wink*)
Some I find on friends' blogs, some on blogs I stalk of folks I don't know, and some come from sites like "The Daily Meme." I'll always cite, though...I didn't not do any assigned reading in 2.5 years of library school for nothing.
First: from Emily's blog. A countdown.
Ten Things I wish I could say to Ten Different People right now
Wow, the bad ones are way easier than the more positive ones! But I'll try to mix it up.
Whenever you eat that, you have really bad gas, and I smell it all day. And I can never let on.
I can't believe you haven't acknowledged this event.
I'm so glad I was able to tell you something I would have put here a week ago.
I wish I could take a lot of things back. I wish I could make you happy.
I only offered to be your friend that one time so everyone else would think I was a nice and good person.
I wish you'd tell me when you think I do good things or make good decisions.
I love, love, love not working for you anymore. Thank you for not hiring me again.
You're a racist, egotistical pig, and I won't forgive you in a million years.
I don't like how you treat her. It doesn't match what I know of you, and that puzzles me.
You need to get used to someone loving you this much...please?
Nine Things about Myself
I try really, really, really hard not to bite my nails anymore. Sometimes I think I'm over it, but then I inevitably slip.
One reason I like scrapbooking is because it gives me an excuse to revert to my old pack-ratting habits, in a healthy way.
I'm not religious and I don't think I ever will be.
I'm liberal, but I hate talking politics. So please don't bring it up, unless you're sure we feel exactly the same way about an issue. Even then, I don't really feel the need to discuss it for long.
I have never taken so much as a drag from a single cigarette, but I think I'm a smoker. I dream about it as if I'm addicted. So I never, ever will try one.
I am on a low-carbohydrate diet/eating plan. Yes, I know it's not 2003. There are a surprising number of people in the online world who still swear by it.
I went to Ridgeway Elementary School, with an Independently Guided Education philosophy. This meant we all went at our own pace and switched classes all day. I know I would have gone crazy-bored in any other environment; Ridgeway, as far as I'm concerned, was the perfect school.
Game nights are some of my favorite nights. (When the people don't suck, that is.)
I don't like flowers, really; it makes me sad that they're dying the second you get them. And I don't have the temperament to maintain a garden (my aversion to the sun doesn't help matters).
Eight Ways to Win my Heart
Celebrate my guilty pleasures with me
When your new partner who I haven't met yet hugs me right away (because it means you've talked me up enough for them to know you and I are close, and that gives me warm fuzzies)
Tell me how much you love my parents
Compliment me, on anything. I'm not picky.
Share my love of pop culture, and inform me of the latest gossip on my favorites
E-mail me when you recall a memory of a good time we had together
Include me in your Facebook status! I love feeling famous.
Tell me the story of how we fell in love, even though we've recounted it a billion times.
Seven Things that Cross my Mind a lot
I don't know how I'd live without him. Please don't die.
"With the number one dealer, number one on the Business Loop/
Number one in service, number one in selection, number one for you!"
I should go to bed.
I hate driving.
I miss you!
Did I remember to set the DVR for _____?
I'm sure I missed a step in this process somewhere. This is too easy.
Six Things I do before I Fall Asleep
Rinse with mouthwash or brush with Sensodyne, depending on how sleepy I am
Wash hands with foam soap
Take out contact lenses
Check twice to make sure both doors to the outside are locked
Brush out hair and sweep it up into a claw
Check that alarm is set approximately 14 times
Five People who Mean A Lot
(I am completely cheating on this one, by the way.)
My glorious family (Dad, Steve, Lily, Joe, and Mama)
My new family Dazets
Neil
Emily
Sarahs, both Miller & Irwin
Four Things I'm Wearing Right Now
dark pink t-shirt with laces up the front
gray striped yoga pants
new tortoiseshell octopus claw
black and blue underwear (it's my honeymoon, people)
Three Songs I Listen to A Lot
You Know My Name--Chris Cornell (Casino Royale theme song)
Summertime--NKOTB (studying for the concert in KC! SURE HOPE I don't get jury duty that week!)
New Shoes--Paolo Nutini (Always puts me in a good mood. Always. I growl during the second part of "Hello new shoes/Bye bye them blues")
Two Things I Want to Do Eventually
(used to be "before I die" instead of "eventually," but I don't like thinking like that)
Visit the pyramids in Egypt
Be happy with what I see in the mirror
One Confession:
Hmm...how juicy should I get here? How to confess something interesting without hurting anyone's feelings who might possibly read this?
Okay: I often feel I like my siblings way better than they like me.
(thanks, darlin', for the inspiration for that one! you know who you are. *wink*)
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