Six Weird Things, tagged by suse, sort of.
(…perhaps not meant to be…)
I’ve started this post three times, and when I’ve gone to save my draft, gotten timed out, with all data lost. So much for this upgrade. Hrumph. Now I’m resorting to my desktop text editor to compose my draft, just so I don’t lose it again and again and again.
In the mean time, I will console myself that this is the reason I get so few comments. Because my server times out and comments are lost. Sniffle sniffle. I did take a quick look at stats just after I learned it was delurking week, and found that I actually have visitors from all over the planet! *Blush*
Okay. Six Weird Things. Here goes.
- Food. I tend to eat by category. Not always, but often. Sometimes by color, sometimes by item. If I have a stir fry, for example, I’ll pick out the meat or tofu bits. Then I’ll pick out the broccoli. Next the snap peas. And so on. Sometimes I’ll disassemble a sandwich and eat separately the cheese, the meat, the lettuce, and the bread. I think I do this because I can enjoy the individual flavors more. Perhaps.
- Wetness. Although I always like to be clean, there are times when I don’t like to get wet. I can’t explain it very well, but sometimes I simply have an aversion to water on my skin.
- Medical. I’m not sure if this is weird or just plain stupid, but I generally won’t go to the doctor unless I’m knocking on death’s door with severed limbs in tow. I even have excellent health insurance with only a $10 copay. I know. I should take advantage. But I don’t.
- Communication. I *think* I generally have very good communication skills with most people, but I can’t for the life of me carry on a conversation with my husband without a misunderstanding of some sort. Ever.
- Physique. I have tiny inner ears. It is very difficult to find earbud style headphones/headsets that I can wear.
- Swimming. I love to swim, but (see 2) sometimes I don’t like to get wet. Also, in man-made venues such as swimming pools, hot tubs, and water parks, I can’t stand the thought of all the tiny little bits of who-knows-what that I see floating in the water (other people’s skin dander, snot, or even WORSE!), which will invariably be ingested in at least a small amount, no matter how hard I try to avoid it. In natural venues such as oceans, lakes, rivers, and ponds, I am terribly afraid of slimy wiggly things lurking in the depths (small or large or very very large, oh dear), in addition to the tiny little bits of who-knows-what that are floating in the water (slimy wiggly lurky creature’s excrements and such, eeeewwwww). So. Not much swimming for me, I’m afraid.
