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Friday, February 2nd, 2007Wow, I’m a bit of a tool. Way back on December 12, Bill tagged me for a meme and he even told me about it but I didn’t read his comment until just now so I didn’t know.
SORRY!
OK, here goes.
Five Things You Probably Didn’t Know About Me
1. I’m fat, and I self-identify as fat. I’m also fat positive, which means I don’t think it’s wrong or bad or even unhealthy to be fat. If you call me a fat bitch, I won’t take it as an insult ’cause neither of those words is an insult in my vocabulary.
2. I’m allergic to wheat, eggs, and dairy. Not in an anaphylactic way (like my brother is to nuts) but just in the way that they make me feel crappy so I avoid them. ‘Course sometimes I cheat, usually when chocolate or whipped cream is involved. My two best friends are vegan and they cheat under those same circumstances (one of them also cheats for brie).
3. When I was a preteen I spent endless hours playing out in the drainage ditch behind our house. Though it was a human-made feature, it became a habitat to all manner of wildlife including ducks, red-winged blackbirds, snails and frogs. One spring my mom even had to suffer me having an aquarium with tadpoles in it on her desk! I would make little habitats for the frogs in an old baby bathtub.
4. Speaking of my childhood, because the subdivision we live in wasn’t fully developed when I was young, there were a lot of empty lots in the neighbourhood. My brother and I used to play ‘Pioneers.’ That involved packing up our toy wagon with blankets, dolls and other playthings and carting them out into the empty lots, and picking the tall grasses and pretending to cook them.
5. I often fantasize about surprising random people at bus stops by offering them a free ride to wherever they’re going. Sometimes when I’m waiting at a bus stop I wish that someone I know would drive up and give me a ride — this has happened to me, but as you can imagine it’s a very rare occurrence. It’s almost always nicer and easier to get a ride than to take the bus. So when I see people waiting at bus stops when I’m driving a car, especially when it’s cold or otherwise inclement, I have this desire to stop and ask them if I can take them wherever they’re going. I would never do this, though, mostly because I don’t think most people would take me up on the offer. The would think I was a freak.
Ooops, almost forgot to tag. I herethuswith tag:
Brother Mark of Shifting Shifted Shifty
Steve of Stupid Church People
Lindsey of The Wolf that Lives in Lindsey
Pearlbear of Metacentricities
Kevin of Wasp Jerky