meme? youyou!
I been tagged, yo. Shizzle.
Then, I been tagged again. Doubizzle shizzle.
Thanks a LOT, J Stizzle and Fitenizzle.
*sigh* I just can't fight.
I tripped the main circuit breaker in our apartment last night on my way out to dinner. So my friend, in town for one day from England, came over to see my place. I showed her around with a headlamp. It was snowing this morning, and even though I was awake at 8, I didn't get out of bed until around noon because it was hovering around freezing in my apartment. But, the electricity is back on now and I'm procrastinating on Christmas shopping.
I hate Christmas shopping. As a holiday, Christmas is all fine and good. I don't mind a week or two. But the whole Christmas-MANIA that takes over for two months starts to wear on me. Fortunately, I have been able to avoid it thus far as my life consists of work and home. No travelling about in polite society, no siree bob.
Reading about people's jobs is not particularly interesting, so I won't go on forever. All I'm going to say is this is one of the most high-stress situations I've ever been in. It's wearing on me. If one more person tells me, "you look tired!" I'm going to beat them senseless with their own fist. I tried to take a picture of my eye the other day... they're bloodshot on a consistant basis these days. Couldn't get it to work. Anyway, I anticipate it getting better, because I'll figure out what my role is, and how to be effective.
Anyway. Le meme.
Three things that you wish you were good at but are either not good at all or just so-so:
<> 1) Financial stuff. I can't manage money.
2) Holding my liquor.
3) Being a busy busy bee when it comes to my free time. Cleaning up, doing stuff... yeah, no. I really, really enjoy sitting on me arse.
Three of your favorite songs to dance around in ya undapants to:
1) You Can Leave Your Hat On (Tom Jones)
2) A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs. JXL remix... from that commercial during the Mondial a few years ago)
3) oh, now, it would take away the surprise of me actually dancing around in my underwear if you could tell what I was doing before you walked in the door, just by what song was being played, now wouldn't it....?
The name of your favorite teacher, what grade, subject and WHY (can be a professor too).
I wrote a post about this a while ago. You can check it out on M, Sr.... here.
Three things that you are inexplicably good at, for better or for worse.
Um.
Well....
1) I've been told I'm good at turning phrases.
2) I'd say I'm a pretty good friend. I'd lay down in traffic for most people. But without, y'know, being a wuss. I'd lay down in traffic and then tell the traffic to suck a fat one.
3) Shakin' my grove thing, shakin' my grove thing, yeahyeah.
Your top 3 favorite breakfast cereals, if none, your idea of the perfect breakfast.
I don't really eat breakfast during the week... I grab a muffin on the go or something. I know, I know. Healthy. I do NOT, however, even attempt to face the day without a big, strong coffee. I prefer to drink it black, but since I drink so much the acidity was really starting to get to me... so I throw in one cream now. I've started making my own lattes in the morning... 4-6 shots of superthick, tar-black espresso and a bit of frothed 5%.... nummah.
If it's a casual weekend, I enjoy a nice cheddar-and-green apple crepe. Ooh. So good. Why am I not eating that now?
Top three destinations, places you gotta see before you die and WHY.
1) Greece. No idea why. I just really want to go there.
2) New Zealand. I want to strap on a backpack and head out on a two-month long hike. I need to find someone to do that with. That will definately be in the plans. Likely between this job and the next I'll try to take 6 months to a year off.
3) The moon. For once in my life, I want more than a 4 inch vertical.
<>Name a huge turning point in your life, something that happened and after that everything was different. What was different? Why?
Crikey.
Probably when I up and moved to Montreal for university six years ago. It wasn't anything particularly daring, but it decided the course of my life more than any decisions I've made since. And now I'm still. here.
On a scale of 1 to 10, are you a good kisser? Pursuant to this, does it matter? (what is your opinion)
Well, when I'm home alone on a Friday night, making out with my hand.... I MEAN... aaaaah... crap.
Um, I can hold my own. And yes. It matters.
What is your best feature? Your worst? (intentionally vague here)
Best feature? Um. Well, I'm just 'bout perfect...
No, seriously, folks.
Worst? My temper. I gots me some Irish blood, and it's always just shy of boiling.
Are you a night person or a morning person?
Night. Getting up at quarter to six every morning is one of the hardest parts of my new job. I love the silence late at night. I love being the only person who is up when everyone else is asleep. I love the interesting characters you see out on the streets at 4am... and the deep, deep black right before sunrise. And the feeling when you stay up all night and you're exhausted, but as soon as the sun comes up, suddenly you're rested and have a second wind. And I love the feeling of crashing in the middle of the day, of being unconscious when everything around you moves forward.
Damn, I miss being a student and running on my own timetable.
Then, I been tagged again. Doubizzle shizzle.
Thanks a LOT, J Stizzle and Fitenizzle.
*sigh* I just can't fight.
I tripped the main circuit breaker in our apartment last night on my way out to dinner. So my friend, in town for one day from England, came over to see my place. I showed her around with a headlamp. It was snowing this morning, and even though I was awake at 8, I didn't get out of bed until around noon because it was hovering around freezing in my apartment. But, the electricity is back on now and I'm procrastinating on Christmas shopping.
I hate Christmas shopping. As a holiday, Christmas is all fine and good. I don't mind a week or two. But the whole Christmas-MANIA that takes over for two months starts to wear on me. Fortunately, I have been able to avoid it thus far as my life consists of work and home. No travelling about in polite society, no siree bob.
Reading about people's jobs is not particularly interesting, so I won't go on forever. All I'm going to say is this is one of the most high-stress situations I've ever been in. It's wearing on me. If one more person tells me, "you look tired!" I'm going to beat them senseless with their own fist. I tried to take a picture of my eye the other day... they're bloodshot on a consistant basis these days. Couldn't get it to work. Anyway, I anticipate it getting better, because I'll figure out what my role is, and how to be effective.
Anyway. Le meme.
Three things that you wish you were good at but are either not good at all or just so-so:
<>
2) Holding my liquor.
3) Being a busy busy bee when it comes to my free time. Cleaning up, doing stuff... yeah, no. I really, really enjoy sitting on me arse.
Three of your favorite songs to dance around in ya undapants to:
1) You Can Leave Your Hat On (Tom Jones)
2) A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs. JXL remix... from that commercial during the Mondial a few years ago)
3) oh, now, it would take away the surprise of me actually dancing around in my underwear if you could tell what I was doing before you walked in the door, just by what song was being played, now wouldn't it....?
The name of your favorite teacher, what grade, subject and WHY (can be a professor too).
I wrote a post about this a while ago. You can check it out on M, Sr.... here.
Three things that you are inexplicably good at, for better or for worse.
Um.
Well....
1) I've been told I'm good at turning phrases.
2) I'd say I'm a pretty good friend. I'd lay down in traffic for most people. But without, y'know, being a wuss. I'd lay down in traffic and then tell the traffic to suck a fat one.
3) Shakin' my grove thing, shakin' my grove thing, yeahyeah.
Your top 3 favorite breakfast cereals, if none, your idea of the perfect breakfast.
If it's a casual weekend, I enjoy a nice cheddar-and-green apple crepe. Ooh. So good. Why am I not eating that now?
Top three destinations, places you gotta see before you die and WHY.
1) Greece. No idea why. I just really want to go there.
2) New Zealand. I want to strap on a backpack and head out on a two-month long hike. I need to find someone to do that with. That will definately be in the plans. Likely between this job and the next I'll try to take 6 months to a year off.
3) The moon. For once in my life, I want more than a 4 inch vertical.
<>Name a huge turning point in your life, something that happened and after that everything was different. What was different? Why?
Crikey.
Probably when I up and moved to Montreal for university six years ago. It wasn't anything particularly daring, but it decided the course of my life more than any decisions I've made since. And now I'm still. here.
On a scale of 1 to 10, are you a good kisser? Pursuant to this, does it matter? (what is your opinion)
Well, when I'm home alone on a Friday night, making out with my hand.... I MEAN... aaaaah... crap.
Um, I can hold my own. And yes. It matters.
What is your best feature? Your worst? (intentionally vague here)
No, seriously, folks.
Worst? My temper. I gots me some Irish blood, and it's always just shy of boiling.
Are you a night person or a morning person?
Night. Getting up at quarter to six every morning is one of the hardest parts of my new job. I love the silence late at night. I love being the only person who is up when everyone else is asleep. I love the interesting characters you see out on the streets at 4am... and the deep, deep black right before sunrise. And the feeling when you stay up all night and you're exhausted, but as soon as the sun comes up, suddenly you're rested and have a second wind. And I love the feeling of crashing in the middle of the day, of being unconscious when everything around you moves forward.
Damn, I miss being a student and running on my own timetable.
Fill in the blank: "There is nothing better than _______ after a long hard day of work."
Going for a long, hard workout, coming home and cooking a good, healty dinner, and having a big, fat glass of wine with some friends. Then passing out.
I think everyone has been tagged... I'll try for Atpanda, but she seems to be MIA these days.

3 Comments:
Good answers, particularly the night person one. 'Cept you left the third booty-shakin song blank.
Hiking in NZ. I could get into that.
Atpanda is back, maybe she'll answer. :)
I can't manage money too. Its not that i spend much, its just that i almost never spend anything on ME. I love gifting, it wouldn't have been an issue if I'd do it reasonably, I forever find stuff this one or another is going to love , according to me.... Is that bad?
I love chocolate chip muffins! Yummy!!!
I wanna go to Greece because i heard they make great food and feta cheese, as Suley reminded me....
Fitèna
PS: What I hate about Christams is the ads. Till March you get these ads telling you about christams Super sales. Gimme a break!
I agree with all your reasons of night night night
My dad think it makes him morally superior to be an morning person but i think its baloney.
night alla way baybay
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