1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
5. Let each person know they've been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
Six Random Things About Me.
I am afraid of birds. They make me incredibly nervous and I don't trust them. There are two types of birds that I'm particularly afraid of. The first one is any kind of bird as a house pet that is allowed to be out of its cage. As far as I'm concerned, birds either stay in a cage or go outside. That's it. Second, pigeons scare the crap out of me. They're dirty and disgusting, pointless and absolutely fearless. They have no problem keeping their ground as you walk toward them and move at the very last second, usually in a fury of feathers. They'll swoop right in front of your face if you come between it and the cigarette butt on the street.
Cigarettes. I'm so almost done with smoking. Now, I find that I only smoke socially and since I'm a shut-in here's little worry of that. I have gained a crapload of weight so I may go back, just for vanity reasons, of course. Oh, and yes, I realize that smoking can make me look older and it doesn't really look all that pretty, but I'm already married and I could be thinner. Top that.
This could get my card revoked, but I don't care a thing for Judy or Liza. Srsly. Could not care less about them. I accept they are icons of the gay community but it doesn't mean I have to like them. I figure there are more than enough card carrying members of the Judy Garland Memorial Bowling League to make up for my disinterest in this Mother/Daughter combo.
I am always warm. Always. I think air conditioning is a godsend and I would just die without it. Like many of y'all, I sleep nekkid, and I usually sleep with just the sheet covering my bits even in the winter. I wasn't always hot all the time. I used to wear shirts and sweaters all the time, but not no more. I am rarely comfortable and when I am, it doesn't take much for my internal thermostat to jack itself up. It's really quite annoying.
Speaking of sleeping, I'm mostly a side sleeper. If I sleep on my back, I will likely snore and I usually have my hands in a "stick 'em up" pose. I MUST have at least one foot outside of the covers and I can't be "tucked in." It makes me feel claustrophobic. I don't let any part of the sheets under my body. Anywhere. I'll freak out. But I have overcome the fear of sleeping on dark coloured sheets. A long time ago, I was sleeping at a
When I was a kid, about 6 or 7, I walked in on my cousin (female) getting changed and I felt so weird and awkward and flustered. But instead of running away, I put up my dukes and said, "Wanna playfight?" Shoulda known then that the sight of a half naked woman did nothing but make me nervous and act weird.
Okay, now I'm supposed to tag 6 people. I'm going to tag people I've never or very rarely tagged. So let's see....
Rad, Chris, Raven, Zach, Michael, and Gallus (who has a sexy new banner!)