Write a journal entry for this meme with six random facts about yourself.
Then, pick six of your friends list and tag them - no tag backs.
These rules should be included in your entry.
1. I have some mild OCD tendencies. I prefer to do things in even numbers. If I'm offered a bite of some food thing, I have to take two bites, even they're two half-bite-sized bitelets, just to make the even number. I also feel uncomfortable if I'm not sitting on the outside of a booth, facing the door. Maybe I was a mafioso in a past life. And I have to wait until my feet are off the floor before turning out the light at bedtime.
2. I'm a complete and utter slob when it comes to housework. I hate it, I put it off, and by the time I get to where I'm okay with doing something, it looks like a train's run through my house, so I take all day and clean it and then I'm too wiped to clean for days and days and...you get the pattern. I want to be rich enough to hire a housecleaner. Not a cook--I love to cook, I just want someone to clean up after me.
3. I'm very easy to live with. I'm flexible about food, dinnertimes, cleaning schedules (I WILL clean if I'm living with someone else and keeping a schedule). The only thing that might bother me is if my housemate played music that I didn't like all the time. That would make me crazy.
4. My best writing is done in the first ten minutes after I start. It's probably why I'm better at drabbles than whole stories. Also, contrary to what Neil Gaiman says, I do my best writing after a glass or two of wine (not six or seven, mind you. *g*). And I still like what I've written the next morning.
5. The body part that attracts me most is the brain. Someone can be the most gorgeous human specimen on the face of the earth, but if they don't have intelligence/sense of humour/a desire to learn more about the world, then forget it. Maybe it's a kind of snobbishness, but I have never had a serious relationship, a good friendship, or ANY kind of physical/emotional attraction to someone who isn't intelligent. And by that I don't necessarily mean education, y'know? But gods, use a big word and I'm putty. Putty
6. I complain all the time about how weird I am, but when it comes down to it, I wouldn't want to be mainstream for anything. I can't imagine doing the soccermom bit, or going through life without saying, "what if it were this way?" or "why can't
things be like this? The idea of routine and ordinariness is scary, although I know I need more routine in my life because I tend to be so random, pulling new ideas and plans and possibilites out of thin air, yet I balk against this constantly. This probably is another kind of snobbery.
I tag these guys, but anyone, go for it!patchfiresongdogsam80853february_seaeltonroopeacey