Tagalicious
Listening: Are You Having a Good Time - Leroy Williams
Rollercoasters
Holy roller
I got shot down
In Southern California
T-minus 1.5 hours til my doggy's veterinary appointment. T-minus 2 hours 'til Psychology.
To distract myself I'm doing this thing Jam tagged me for. Well two things, techincally. But I'm doing one at a time, starting with the most recent. I don't think I know five people with blogs, so I'm copping out on tagging anyone else. For those just tuning in, what follows are supposed to be five things that you might not know about me.
Here goes.
1. I have very deep-rooted self-esteem issues. I'm not sure how unknown this one is to people. Fact is that I'm constantly getting put down by (skinny) people in my family who don't warrant mention right now, who keep telling me that a) I need to take more pride in myself b) I need to lose weight c) I need to fix my complexion d) I need to change my taste in clothes e) I need to [insert anything here]. If I didn't have friends (ones who, from time to time, do tell me that I'm perfect the way I am), I would probably be so far into a deep blue funk that I'd be in China right now.
2. I used to sleep-strip. True story! More than once, when I was a kid, I would wake up either completely naked, partially naked, or with retarded varieties of clothing on. Once I woke up in the basement wearing nothing but a hat. Another time I woke up wearing two pairs of pajamas and no underwear. Good times.
3. When I was seven, I was a superhero. Hell yes. I had the most kickass alter-ego any of you have ever and will ever see. Shapeshifting? Did I ever. Defy laws of physics and biology, let alone gravity? Every goddamn day. Oh the days of Julia Jaguar, I miss you. How you would read the paper and react with shock and horror at the news you found therein! How you would charge headfirst into battle with the notorious Captain Zoo! Sometimes I still wish you were around to turn into a grizzly and scare off all my problems. Or an ostrich. That one was cool.
4. More than anything else, I look forward to being a mother. This one also seems pretty obvious to me, but then I don't know how many of you know that. Yeah, I adore children. The very thought of having little ones of my own makes my body practically ooze joy. I already have names picked out (my future husband can pick middle names if he's that picky about it, but I call naming rights because I'm going to be giving birth to them); three girl and three boy names apiece. I would love to have dozens of children, but I'm pretty sure unless I marry a millionaire with a live-in nanny, that will change after I have one or two.
5. Sometimes I narrate my life in my head. I regarded the last words I had typed with an inward snort. No one narrated their own life. Except, apparently, for me. Haha. Gold. No, seriously, I sometimes compose lines of prose in my head, as though my life were a novel I was reading or something. I think I started doing it a couple of years after I started writing, but I can't pinpoint it exactly. Whatever. That's sometimes why you'll find me saying weird things. Then again, that's also pretty common.
The end! Five things you may or may not have known about Teh Julia. If you did know them, pretend you didn't so I don't have to disclose anymore. Sshhh.
As for the other tag (which I am also not going to recipro-tag), I am nowhere near a book right now. I'm in the UC at MUN, so this aspect will have to wait until later tonight when I get home. First book I grab. I promise.
Icarus still has a lot of time to kill.
Rollercoasters
Holy roller
I got shot down
In Southern California
T-minus 1.5 hours til my doggy's veterinary appointment. T-minus 2 hours 'til Psychology.
To distract myself I'm doing this thing Jam tagged me for. Well two things, techincally. But I'm doing one at a time, starting with the most recent. I don't think I know five people with blogs, so I'm copping out on tagging anyone else. For those just tuning in, what follows are supposed to be five things that you might not know about me.
Here goes.
1. I have very deep-rooted self-esteem issues. I'm not sure how unknown this one is to people. Fact is that I'm constantly getting put down by (skinny) people in my family who don't warrant mention right now, who keep telling me that a) I need to take more pride in myself b) I need to lose weight c) I need to fix my complexion d) I need to change my taste in clothes e) I need to [insert anything here]
2. I used to sleep-strip. True story! More than once, when I was a kid, I would wake up either completely naked, partially naked, or with retarded varieties of clothing on. Once I woke up in the basement wearing nothing but a hat. Another time I woke up wearing two pairs of pajamas and no underwear. Good times.
3. When I was seven, I was a superhero. Hell yes. I had the most kickass alter-ego any of you have ever and will ever see. Shapeshifting? Did I ever. Defy laws of physics and biology, let alone gravity? Every goddamn day. Oh the days of Julia Jaguar, I miss you. How you would read the paper and react with shock and horror at the news you found therein! How you would charge headfirst into battle with the notorious Captain Zoo! Sometimes I still wish you were around to turn into a grizzly and scare off all my problems. Or an ostrich. That one was cool.
4. More than anything else, I look forward to being a mother. This one also seems pretty obvious to me, but then I don't know how many of you know that. Yeah, I adore children. The very thought of having little ones of my own makes my body practically ooze joy. I already have names picked out (my future husband can pick middle names if he's that picky about it, but I call naming rights because I'm going to be giving birth to them); three girl and three boy names apiece. I would love to have dozens of children, but I'm pretty sure unless I marry a millionaire with a live-in nanny, that will change after I have one or two.
5. Sometimes I narrate my life in my head. I regarded the last words I had typed with an inward snort. No one narrated their own life. Except, apparently, for me. Haha. Gold. No, seriously, I sometimes compose lines of prose in my head, as though my life were a novel I was reading or something. I think I started doing it a couple of years after I started writing, but I can't pinpoint it exactly. Whatever. That's sometimes why you'll find me saying weird things. Then again, that's also pretty common.
The end! Five things you may or may not have known about Teh Julia. If you did know them, pretend you didn't so I don't have to disclose anymore. Sshhh.
As for the other tag (which I am also not going to recipro-tag), I am nowhere near a book right now. I'm in the UC at MUN, so this aspect will have to wait until later tonight when I get home. First book I grab. I promise.
Icarus still has a lot of time to kill.
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