Fierce Honesty
Leave it to Nigel to be my first tag, as he was also the first person to link me.
Im pretty sure the buck stops here though, as I don’t know five other people to tag. But here’s my first meme. (Which I was informed via Nigel’s site rhymes with bream, which I believe is a fish.).
It’s probably also a rare occurrence, as this one interested me, and many of them don’t. So, thanks for picking a good one.
20 Random Things about me
1. I have a REALLY shocking past
2.I don’t like basil, eggplant, okra, scotch, licourice, anise or large amounts of fennel
3. I love children's books
4. I suffer from the heartbreak of psoriasis
5. I actually like strange, strong smells e.g.: far off skunk, fungi, vinegar, ammonia
6. I loathe foot odour
7. I get crazy when people leave dirty, un-rinsed beer bottles around
8. I am addicted to solitaire and have been since about the age of 5
9. I have an overabundance of red and black clothing, including evening gloves
10. I insist on giving my cats titles as opposed to mere names
11. I name all my cars
12. I like to put rocks in my mouth after washing them just to taste them
13. I like a good toothpick
14. Despite appearances, I didn’t fall in love for the first time until I was 19
15. I absolutely adore Indian food
16. I have a thing about hands
17. I have a waist cinching fetish
18. I wish I could draw and paint past the Jr. High level
19. I feel like I could live on buttered toast and milky tea, I’m wrong
20. I have smoked since I was 11
posted by Stella Magdalen @ 10/14/2005 08:50:00 PM
2 Comments:
I don't even know what fennel is, but I'm a little afraid of it anyway.
My Chevette's name was Marty, my Omni was Bob.
Actually, not generally being one of those kinds of people who say "nothing" but being rather more one of those people who say things like "when I see you (insert behaviour) I feel angry because.....etc.etc." Or else just eeling out completely and never going back, I hadn't actually realized that.
I had sort of figured I could continue getting by on existential hints and general discussions around related topics. Like my lengthy rant on exploited children.
But if I wasn't playing fair then I'll cop to it, and offer up that, among other things, I became a child prostitute at the the age of 13.
And that Fennel tastes like licourice.
My maverick was named Shorty, my beater mercedes Bellisima, my '68 caprice was Doris, my cavalier was Meechelle StubElla, and I'm still working on the saturn but I'm heading towards Squonkmobile.
Don't ask about the cats because REALLY, that's just leap frogging into silly land.
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