You've probably seen this thing going around: Someone writes down 16 (or 25 or whatever) random things about themselves, and like a chain letter, passes it along to 16 (or 25 or whatever) more people, who then write their own lists, and pass it along, including the person who sent one to them. I'm not a big fan of the "pass it along" kind of thing, but I figured I'd write one to send back, at least, even if I don't also send it to everyone I know. So don't feel obliged to make one. Really.
1. I have learned to play, and quit playing, four instruments (violin, guitar, piano, and voice).
2. The most expensive object I've ever bought by myself was my $425 spinning wheel in August. Before that it was the $350 PSP I bought my boyfriend for Christmas, and before that it was a $250 leather corset.
3. I currently own only 3 plates, 3 cups, 3 bowls, and 2 mugs.
4. I can sing the Alphabet song backwards.
5. I can't wiggle my ears, curl my tongue, raise one eyebrow, or purr. I really wish I could. Well, the last two more than the first two.
6. I used to be ticklish but I willed myself to stop. It worked.
7. If you teach me steps I'm a good dancer. Without steps I am ridiculous.
8. I have no problem disclosing personal details of my life, to friends or total strangers, as long as I don't have to disclose emotions. And I can talk about emotions I've had, past tense, no matter how revealing or private, as long as I can keep a "everything's fine" face.
9. On that note, I lost my virginity at 16 to a boy I said "no" to. I said "no," and he said "okay" and then he did and I let him.
10. I have never broken a bone. I have never been to the hospital. I've never had a cavity. I almost never get sick.
11. I'm currently printing 4x6s for invitations to my show. Then I will go home, make some more cards, ply some more yarn, and watch Battlestar Galactica.
12. I'm not in love with Starbuck, really. But I do want to break a few beds with her.
13. I have time to do everything I want to do, and I waste it, and then I complain about not having the time. I'm very bad at self-motivation. I keep a running list of things I want to do but "haven't gotten around to doing yet." It comes down to instant gratification versus delayed gratification. If I spend the evening reading The Shapes of Time, I'll be happier tomorrow. But if I spend most of the night futzing around I can trade future happiness for present --not happiness-- but comfort. And that's a trade I make all the time.
14. I like making lists. I am good at organizing and cataloging things, although I live in squalor. Seriously, it's a wreck. People say that, and then I see it, and I think "sweetheart you haven't SEEN mess yet."
15. I feel like everyone is growing up around me, but I stay the same. I feel like I still live my life like it's my first apartment, and I've just discovered that I can eat ice cream for breakfast, and that eating out of tupperware saves the time of washing a plate. I let bills accumulate forever. I lose track of what I've spent. I'm back in school, living off a combination of student loans and my dad's money and I am so embarrassed to be living off my dad but the only other option is bigger loans and my pride isn't that big. And I think sometimes that I'm just doing it so I don't have to figure out what to do with my life for a few years. I have no confidence in my ability to do a real job. So I'm back in school acquiring two more expensive degrees.
16. I'm a terrible cook.
17. I have a slight lisp. It gets more pronounced when I am very tired or drunk.
18. I have been mistaken (on more than one occasion) for a voice recording on the phone.
19. I have a stuffed walrus named George. And don't tell me that John was the walrus. I know, and don't care.
20. I have two boxes at home full of dog fur, but no dog.
21. I have a mole behind my right ear. It is enormous and gross.
22. I spent most of my child and teen years pining for contact lenses, but by the time I could get them for myself I had become attached to my glasses. I can't imagine myself without them.
23. My favorite memory is driving up the 95 to NYC for the first time, 19 years old, single, free, on a week-long spring-break road trip, playing Friday I'm In Love.
24. I currently have "I'm Crazy for You but Not That Crazy" stuck in my head.
25. I could stop biting my nails. I've done it. But I choose not to.
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