Day Eighteen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation.

18. During 8th grade poetry, my dad wrote all my poetry assignments. I got an A, and my poetry still sucks.

Day Seventeen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation.

17. I have dropped out of college three times. I'm planning to try again this summer. Trying to go to college again, not the dropping out part. I'm hoping to avoid dropping out. No, really.

Day Sixteen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation.

16. The medical term for the tailbone is "coccyx", pronounced "cock-sis". When the doctor told me i had broken my coccyx, I told him that I was pretty sure I didn't have one of those.

Day Fifteen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

15. I have no tailbone. I broke it rollerblading in my brother's roller blades that were way too big for me. I fell many many times, and broke my tailbone so badly that it complete detached from my spine. After two years of uncomfortable sitting, I had it removed.

Day Fourteen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

14. I love, love, LOVE taking pictures with my digital camera. Unfortunately, all of my local friends are very camera shy. I resort to taking pictures of myself, my legs, my feet and my toys. I take a lot of pictures of the city, but I still haven't managed to capture how pretty Albuquerque can be. I will figure it out someday though!

Day Thirteen

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

13. I once had a dream, where I was watching a TV program about Big Bird before he got a job acting on Sesame Street. He had had a brief singing career as a mariachi.

Day Twelve

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

12. There has been a hole in my soul, that for years I have been trying to fill with food (specifically soup from Olive Garden). It was finally filled by a sitcom, "How I Met Your Mother". But because I can only watch new episodes once a week, I am back to trying to fill it the other six days of the week.

Day Eleven

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

11. I can, and will happily do it again, eat my weight in Olive Garden's Zuppa Toscana soup. I don't care if I eat so much that I blow up like Violet Beauregarde, I have room for another bowl!

Day Ten

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

10. I am half a set of twins. No we're not identical. My twin brother are always asked the same questions when people find out we're twins. "Are you identical? How come you don't have rhyming names?" The answers are always the same, "No, we're not identical you moron. He's a boy, I'm a girl. Are you asking if I'm a hermaphrodite? Fuck off you prick. We don't have rhyming names, because my parents actually liked us. Go ahead, tell me about how you'd had a boy and girl set of twins you'd name them Romeo and Juliet, you perv." As you can tell, I'm really sick of these questions.

Day Nine

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

9. I want to contract a disease. A disease that no one has ever had before. I want it to be fatal, and I want to name it, Pink Sunshine.

Day Eight

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

8. I am deathly afraid of bugs. All bugs in general frighten me, but cockroaches in particular leave me paralyzed in fear. Once, on the way home from work, a cockroach crawled up my pants. I was walking home, and it had just stopped raining. I felt a wet drop on my calf as I walked underneath some trees. I assumed it was just some leftover water dropping from the leaves. I continued walking and felt another wet drop on the side of my knee. It didn't occur to me that there were no more trees above me. Soon I felt a tickling on my inner thigh. That's when i realized, there was a bug up my pants. I turned to my then-boyfriend in a panic. "There's a bug in my pants!!" I shrieked. He could tell I wasn't fooling around and took me seriously, "Where?" He immediately started brushing my pants in a downward direction, hoping to coax the creepy crawly out where it came from. He brushed from my knees downward. "Not there! Higher up." He tried to continue his motion higher up my leg, but it did nothing but scare the bug into going up higher. All I wanted to do was rip my pants off and run screaming down the street. Had I been wearing underwear that day, I may have, but since I was not and the bug was seeking higher ground, I did the only thing I could think of. I slapped where I'd last felt it and as soon as I felt it under my hand I squeezed. "Get it out. Get it out. GET IT OUT!!" I was crying now, my hands in the air, trying not to fall over as my boyfriend shook the pants legs. Only half a cockroach fell out. I had to make it the rest of the way home before I could strip and be free of the rest of it. I had just bought those pants, they were the most expensive article of clothing in my wardrobe. I never wore them again.

What?!

Yes, I am aware that I'm suppose to be writing Day Eight. But I had to take a break and tell you this breaking news!

Barbie and Ken are back together. I heard it from Barbie herself.

I can't believe it. After everything she's gone through? The break-up, the sex tape? She told me she was over Ken!

I just don't know what to think.... Any advice?

Day Seven

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

7. Early in the morning, when I'm at work, I try to be polite and friendly. I greet everyone I see with an upbeat "Good Morning!" However I am not awake enough to realize that I'm saying this to the same people, every time I see them for the first two hours of my day.

Day Six

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

6. Sometimes I have trouble controlling the filter between my brain and my mouth. When I get nervous around new people, I say inappropriate things unintentionally. I've theorized that it's a way of "testing" people, but it's never on purpose. The last instance of this was asking a few new friends of mine if they were swingers, if they knew how to identify hookers in our town, and all the wonderful facts I know about the local porn stores.

Day Five

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

5. For two consecutive summers, I worked as an au pair for my aunt. Her two sons were enough to make me want to sterilize myself and never have children. Never, ever, ever. Seven years later, I'm still not ready to have children. People tell me it's different when it's your own kid, but I figure then, you're not getting paid to wipe their asses and noses.

Day Four

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

4. I lived in Germany for seven years during my childhood. I speak very little German and can read/write even less. Though I got to see and explore many cities in Europe during my time there, my favorite place to visit was the Porta Nigra. It was only 45 minutes away from my family's home so we went there often and I felt that in a way it belonged to me, and I to it.

Day Three

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

3. For the first fifteen years of my life I went to church twice a week. Every Wednesday while my mother conducted choir practice, and every Sunday for two to four services. I only had to attend one of the services, and could play in the rest of the church/chapel during the practices and the other services, as long as I was quiet. My friends and I took great advantage of this unsupervised time. Snooping in closets full of priest robes, telling ghost stories in the bell tower, and getting into the sacramental wine.

Day Two

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

2. When I was a little kid, I wanted to be an author. My best friend and I would spend hours inventing worlds, the people who lived in them and the elaborate histories of them. However we never wrote anything down, and now I'm too lazy to put it all on paper. Also, I wonder if I were to write it and publish it, would she sue me because she helped come up with it all? We didn't end on the best terms, actually we didn't really end on any terms. She told me she wanted to date my twin brother, and I told her not to. She tried to hook up with him, I found out about it and I haven't talked to her since. This was several years ago, but I've only recently let go of this grudge.

Day One

There's a crazy game running rampant on the Internet. It's a game very similar to one I just played. But since I've been tagged by three people now, I'm breaking down and playing it too. I'm told to post 25 "random" things about me. But to add suspense, I'm posting one thing a day. I see you shiver in antici...........................................pation

1. Lasagna is my food nemesis. I am an extremely picky eater. I'm won't eat most sauces, condiments, fungus (mushrooms), cheese or lasagna. My birth father once force fed me a large piece of lasagna and told me if I didn't the whole thing I would be grounded for the rest of the weekend. I was 3. I didn't eat the whole thing, and am now scarred for life. When faced with eating it or starving to death, I choose death. Once upon a time, my then-boyfriend's mother invited me over to dinner to meet me. I'd only been on a few dates with her son, and none of those dates were at restaurants. When I got there, she had made lasagna. I lied and told her I was a vegetarian, so I wouldn't have to eat her cheesy, meaty & tomato-y concoction. To keep up the lie, I couldn't eat meat in front of my then-boyfriend for our entire relationship. We only lasted two months.

You didn't know there was a contest, did you?

Best blog post of the week: (I know it's only Monday, but I'm still very confident in declaring this.)

Wall-E's Austrian Adventure

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Too sick to write something new...

Just this morning I was reading blogs, and silently cursing when my favorite bloggers hadn't written anything new. That's when I realized it'd been over a week since I'd written anything. Hypocrisy is awesome, isn't it?

Sorry, I've been busy being sick. So here's a "Best of" from blog I had a long time ago, when I worked at a popular toy store:

A few weeks ago, maybe even a month ago, a woman came into the store looking for clothes for a baby doll. Turns out that the clothes weren't really for a baby doll, but for baby that had died before being born. Honestly, whenever I hear about something like this, I feel horrible, I am human after all. And unfortunately I help people look for clothes for this purpose at least twice a month. Depressing, huh? Anyway... continuing with the text, The woman I was helping wasn't the mother, just a close friend. And while we're looking through all the outfits she's telling me all about the situation. The mother is (or was?) pregnant with twin girls. And one of them was still fine in the mom's belly waiting to be delivered in a few weeks.

The girls were identical and had already been named. (Now, how they knew which one had died and which one hadn't is beyond me, but whatever.) One was going to be named Desiree and the other Destiny. Destiny was apparently the one that had died.

And I swear to God, I actually said this aloud. "Huh, that's kinda ironic."

I'm going to hell.