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Via Seppo.

RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs.

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I need to get this post in ASAP because Seppo and I have the same ten people who read our blogs. Also, some of them don’t have blogs so you can write up your ten things in the comments, if you so wish.

1. When I sit down to eat in the livingroom (this doesn’t apply to if I eat in the diningroom or in other people’s homes) by myself or with Seppo (no other guests), I get all antsy if everything is not just so. I need to have my glass of water nearby, the throw over my lap, the cushions and throw pillows adjusted, remote control next to me, salt & pepper (and any other condiments if appropriate) within reach, and the channel queued to what I want to watch before I take a bite. It’s not something I do consciously, but I feel all weird when I don’t, like I forgot something really important. This is going to be what makes me sound like a psycho the older I get.
2. I love to sing at the extreme top of my lungs when I’m in the car by myself. I’m not talking merely loud. Loud is for mere mortals. I sing like my life depends on how far my voice can reach.
3. Watching my little brother being born was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I can’t think about it without getting a little choked up. I love that little bugger. Also, seeing my mom in such intense pain was terrifying.
4. For about a year, I noticed that everytime I got up to use the restroom at work, I hummed The Beatles’ “Yellow Submarine” to myself, just the line that goes, “We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.” I have no idea why. I caught myself and had no idea why I was doing it.
5. My head is shaped funny. If you imagine where you’d tie high pigtails with your hair, my head is slightly pointed in those spots. When I was younger, I was 100% convinced this was because my mom tied my hair too tightly when I was a kid, so I’d grumble at her about it, loudly and constantly. Unfortunately, when my little brother was born, shortly after his skull grew mostly together, I found that he had the same bumps. Oh well. Sorry, Mom.
6. I have no fear of public speaking, if I know in advance that I’m going to. Wait, no, I think even when I don’t have advance notice, I don’t have a particular fear of speaking in front of people. I spoke in front of 500 people in high school with only a 5 minute heads-up. I don’t think I did a good job, but it didn’t bother me and it didn’t scare me. I do, however, have an intense fear of speaking with individuals.
7. I am incredibly and illogically vain about my nails and feet. I don’t take good care of my nails and they always look chewed up and the cuticles are always dry. Hangnails are always torn off the nail, resulting in torn skin all around my fingertips. So I’m not vain about how I keep them or anything, just about their natural characteristics. The nail beds are extremely long, about 2x longer than they are wide. They go to about 0.5mm short of the tips of my fingers. See? No one cares. But I think they are awesome. And I love the shape of my feet. I don’t know why. But I think they are cute.
8. I am the worst loser in the world. Well, depends on what it is. I have a grand old time loser at bowling. I laugh as I lose in card games. But if it’s a game that I think I could be good at — never mind if I actually am or not — and I’m on a losing streak, then I’m a total sore loser. I pout and get all grumpy. This is only with losing streaks, not singular losses. I’m such an ass sometimes. 😀
9. I tripped a younger kid once when I was about four years old. And it still eats away at me. It was hateful and shameful. I wish I could turn those two seconds back. I can still see his crying face and the terrible momentary feeling of glee, followed by intense self-loathing.
10. Since the world knows how crazy I am about Seppo and that I regularly shout my love for him from the rooftops, I know I can’t use that for my 10th item. Boo. However, I don’t know how many people know I had a huge, unrequited crush on Seppo for years before we said one word to each other. I did. And I know it embarrasses Seppo. I spent one entire class one semester checking him out and thinking how cute he was. And it turns out that he’s so much more than just his pretty face. 😉 I’ll step away while you go barf.

I tag — in no particular order — niralth, rooparoopa (she’s so not going to see this for days/weeks :D), A_B (so not going to post anything for the sake of anonymity), AngryChad, Stephanie, hapacheese, mini-boss, the two inhabitants of Casa Caudill, and dre.

Bonus challenge to one of the people who I know read this but don’t generally post: edy, TUPbC, Hoa, slightlydope, or kerowack.

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