My Random Blog

So I was over at The Junk Drawer reading through the posts, which are always enjoyable, when I came upon a “meme” (a contagious post, of sorts). Since this is akin to re-posting survey bulletins on MySpace- and once upon a time I was actually addicted to that- I have decided to do it too.

Here are the instructions:

Cite and link to your source (me), then enjoy writing about 7 Weird Things About Yourself, then tag some people and help spread the weirdness.

On with my weirdness…

1.) My food can’t touch. This sometimes results in my having a solar system of plates while everyone else just has one. This rule does not apply to ALL foods- only runny ones and non-runny ones together. For example: I don’t want different sauces getting mixed together, or for the juices of my medium rare steak to get onto my baked potato, thus making it soggy on the bottom. So “runny” things must be kept seperate. I must note, however, that I do not do this in restaurants. In that case, I simply push the different foods to the edges of my plate and seperate them the best I can.

2.) If I’m hand writing something, I will rewrite it however many times it takes until it’s perfect. I can’t stand for things to be scratched out, and I only use pencils for art. If I make a mistake I will start all over again, even at work, with note paper. I’ve been known to toss out an entire sheet of paper because of a small mistake at the beginning. In my next life I am SURE I’m coming back as a tree.

3.) Whenever I walk behind, or cross paths with people who don’t look like they practice good personal hygiene, I hold my breath. I have some sort of phobia about breathing in the same air that they were just in. I also do this with sick people.

4.) I rarely ever wash my car. I HAVE washed it, but not in about a year, at LEAST. This also applies to the inside. If you saw the inside of my car- you would die. But only because the contents would attack and kill you. There are a million other things I’d rather do, and take care of, than washing my car. Therefore it rarely happens.

5.) I have two birthmarks on my body that are identical to, and in the same places as, my mom’s. I don’t know how weird that is- but there ya have it.

6.) I am irrationally afraid of bees. The sight of even one bee will send me into a freak-out mode of embarrassing proportions. Running, only-dogs-can-hear-it shrieking, arms flying… It’s all there. And all I need is ONE BEE.

7.) Cottage cheese and pickles, together, make me very happy.

And that’s that. Now is the time when I would tag other bloggers for this meme, but since this whole thing is optional anyway- I won’t. If you want to participate- please do.

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