6 weird things you don't know about me
alsense tagged me. I was sick. flu with a sinus infection back. really hot. everybody cum! al, forgive me. after hitting vocab's blog tonight, I was reminded of the tag. I am now fulfilling my tagbligations as you have so generously done for me on a million occasions.
This tag has rules. pay attention
1. Each player of this game starts with the “6 weird things about you”.
2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly.
3. At the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.
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1. I am not a hypochondriac. I fear death. there is a difference. so, I write eulogies. incessantly. shamelessly. about myself. the people I love. whenever I am more terrified than usual about the peel factor, I eulogize myself into a heated frenzy.
2. I get distracted way too easily when I masturbate. my mind goes off on tangents that are so random, I can't even begin to tell you. I get fixated on a word or a thought and repeat it in my head three times until I segue into yet another ridiculous, random distraction.
3. I have the worst gag reflex known to man and hate, detest, despise and abhor the smell of rose milk. it offends me and makes me so nauseas, I gag. but I love the smell of fresh cut roses.
4. I am an avid perfume collector of fine and vintage scents and have over 1,000 bottles.
5. I play the saxophone. badly, but I do play.
6. I take black and white photographs that I never show people but have sold under an assumed name.
I am tagging: write procrastinator, toady, crionaberry, honeysmack, mister mister (he hates it so much when I tag him that it's become a new katie-compulsion), drug nazi, c-punch and johnny yen.
Comments
Some thoughts:
2. Just think of me and you'll stay on task.
4. 1000?!?!?? That is truly wild. You smell mahvelous, I'm sure.
6. This is the most intriguing to me. I know why I write under an assumed name, but curious why you hide this. What's your subject matter, I wonder?
damn, there I go again mixing my holidays. such a dumb ass minx.
I've wanted to use minx in a sentence awwwl fucking day.
thanks for the masturbatory guidance!
total perfume whore. I have some really incredible cool bottles. but I'm always in the market for more. I absolutely love, love, love fine perfume, vintage and maaahdahn. if you ever need a scent for your gorgeous wife, lemme know.
re: the photography. well, it's simple. I'm a writer. I live to write and write to live. it's a stupid career dream. whatevah. you submit. you get rejected. it's part of life. photography is something I am intrigued by because it's a different way to tell a story. what I shoot is for me and me alone. it's not something I share with others. by doing this, it is not up for discussion, debate or rejection. it's a pleasant creative outlet for that reason. I also have nothing on it. I shoot weird things. it does wonders for me creatively so that I can spin even better yarns.
the sale of those photos was an accident and not something I was happy about. the buyer(s) have no clue it's me, so I can live with it.
I'm a strange broad, what can I tell ya.
jes kiddin.
can't wait to read it. I know it will be a sarcastic bitch fest of epic proportions :)