Re-tagged!
Beth retagged me. Ah yes, same meme, different day...I'm kidding Ms. Coffey.
"Six Weird Things About Me, Redux"
1) I can say, "same shit, different day" in three languages. English, Italiano y Español:
Lo stesso merda, ma, la dia è differente.
La misma mierda, pero la día es diferente.
2) I don't know if anyone has brought this subject up for this meme, but I am an earwax factory. Prolonged usage of headphones can increase the stuff, but me? I just crank the stuff out like a candle factory.
3) I have more than a few brand new books lying around the house that have gone unread. Unfortunately, no matter how good a book is, I have no problem reading another. Call it an odd manifestation of ADD.
4) I also have some unviewed DVDs and videos. Scratch your head, read and refer to number three for the lapse in logic. Repeat.
5) I can't stand beets, but I love borscht.
6) Most of the time, I mumble. Yet, if you need someone's attention or a taxi, I'm the one to see. I've never measured the decibel level when I yell, but you can be assured by the grabbing of ears and wincing of everyone within two hundred square feet, that probably, I am one of the loudest people you will ever hear.
"Six Weird Things About Me, Redux"
1) I can say, "same shit, different day" in three languages. English, Italiano y Español:
Lo stesso merda, ma, la dia è differente.
La misma mierda, pero la día es diferente.
2) I don't know if anyone has brought this subject up for this meme, but I am an earwax factory. Prolonged usage of headphones can increase the stuff, but me? I just crank the stuff out like a candle factory.
3) I have more than a few brand new books lying around the house that have gone unread. Unfortunately, no matter how good a book is, I have no problem reading another. Call it an odd manifestation of ADD.
4) I also have some unviewed DVDs and videos. Scratch your head, read and refer to number three for the lapse in logic. Repeat.
5) I can't stand beets, but I love borscht.
6) Most of the time, I mumble. Yet, if you need someone's attention or a taxi, I'm the one to see. I've never measured the decibel level when I yell, but you can be assured by the grabbing of ears and wincing of everyone within two hundred square feet, that probably, I am one of the loudest people you will ever hear.
posted by Writeprocrastinator at 8:10 AM
6 Comments:
bff, could your ears please produce a killing in candles for me? I would really appreciate it. it's a tight budget this month and I need a few scented gems.
:)
the meemish. totally get the beets borscht thing, too.
too funny.
Katie,
I don't think you'd want candles that smelled like moldy old codger ; )
I knew you'd get that, I mean, who has ever had a bad bowl of borscht? But beets?
I can say Same Shit Different Day, just by the pure fucking look on my face while I sit in the morning commute, approaching the exit for work, going into work and being at work. OH GOD! OH GOD!
Nice stuff.
Rick,
With the cats that you work with, I know that you've learned to say so many things with a look, as opposed to words, which they refuse to comprehend.
"Nice stuff."
Thanks. Likewise, your stuff.
" I can't stand beets, but I love borscht."
Excellent!
I will tell that to a certain 10-yr old in my house who hates tomato but loves Tomato soup
Gifted Typist,
Welcome and yeah, I can't stand beets. Like your ten year-old, my ten year-old and several people I've met, love tomato sauce on their pizza, but they don't like raw tomatoes and all.
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