Weird Habits Meme
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RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.
1. I smoke cigars. It's a filthy habit and it will give me cancer more than I have and I will die, but I can't resist them.
2. I habitually set the times of things for something ending in three. It took me years to break the habit, only to realize I didn't care.
3. I pop my thumbs out of socket when I crack my knuckles. I do it when I'm edgy.
4. I have a damn near impossible time not using a whole piece of wrapping paper. I will fold it to keep from cutting it.
5. I hate cutting my nails. I usually wait for them to break and tear them off.
6. I hate painting my nails. I love the way they look in fresh red or a new french mani, but I get sick of it after 24 hours. On the other hand, my toes have been continuously painted since I was 14.
7. I really love scrubbing my bathroom. Heaven is a freshly scrubbed tub.
8. I want breast surgery so I can go out in nothing but an a shirt and so I can exercise without needing painkillers.
9. I have awful insomnia. I take sleeping pills because I can't sleep without them and I am a bitch when I'm tired.
10. I can fix things and I can build things. I've rewired our thermostat. I fix the sink and the toilet. It's the only thing of my father that I really inherited.
And a quick story, because he called tonight: Most of my tales are about what a jerk my father is or how many times he's let me down over the years, but it wasn't always like this. There was a period of time between 5 and 10 where he took an interest in me. Sometimes, he'd call me in sick to school and take me to whatever he was working on that day. He made me a covered wagon and a jail out of boxes once. I loved it. Another time, he left me with some scraps of wood and asked me to build a stool. I remember looking at and just knowing where the pieces would go and it was the best feeling in the whole world. I feel the same way when I fix computers or tweak the code on my site.
I love how powertools feel. I love sawsalls and radial saws and drills and everything. I love the power in my hands and I love building things. When we finally buy a house, I can't wait to start fixing things. My hands itch here because there is nothing to make or fix. I want a garden. I want to build a bench, a shelf, anything. I want to wire my own thermostat for each room.
1. I smoke cigars. It's a filthy habit and it will give me cancer more than I have and I will die, but I can't resist them.
2. I habitually set the times of things for something ending in three. It took me years to break the habit, only to realize I didn't care.
3. I pop my thumbs out of socket when I crack my knuckles. I do it when I'm edgy.
4. I have a damn near impossible time not using a whole piece of wrapping paper. I will fold it to keep from cutting it.
5. I hate cutting my nails. I usually wait for them to break and tear them off.
6. I hate painting my nails. I love the way they look in fresh red or a new french mani, but I get sick of it after 24 hours. On the other hand, my toes have been continuously painted since I was 14.
7. I really love scrubbing my bathroom. Heaven is a freshly scrubbed tub.
8. I want breast surgery so I can go out in nothing but an a shirt and so I can exercise without needing painkillers.
9. I have awful insomnia. I take sleeping pills because I can't sleep without them and I am a bitch when I'm tired.
10. I can fix things and I can build things. I've rewired our thermostat. I fix the sink and the toilet. It's the only thing of my father that I really inherited.
And a quick story, because he called tonight: Most of my tales are about what a jerk my father is or how many times he's let me down over the years, but it wasn't always like this. There was a period of time between 5 and 10 where he took an interest in me. Sometimes, he'd call me in sick to school and take me to whatever he was working on that day. He made me a covered wagon and a jail out of boxes once. I loved it. Another time, he left me with some scraps of wood and asked me to build a stool. I remember looking at and just knowing where the pieces would go and it was the best feeling in the whole world. I feel the same way when I fix computers or tweak the code on my site.
I love how powertools feel. I love sawsalls and radial saws and drills and everything. I love the power in my hands and I love building things. When we finally buy a house, I can't wait to start fixing things. My hands itch here because there is nothing to make or fix. I want a garden. I want to build a bench, a shelf, anything. I want to wire my own thermostat for each room.
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Date: 2006-12-20 03:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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