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Rules: Once you've been
tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts,
habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You
have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want
to know more about you!
Forward: I think writing 25 random things about
yourself isn't nearly as fun as reading what other people would write about
you. To achieve this I may one day fake my death to read what people would
write about me, and delve punishing blows to those whose statements are
boring. I expect Dicke to be in charge of keeping
the ladies from diving into the casket after me screaming life isn't worth it
without me.
1) The P in my nickname, Pchewy,
is silent. You know the way you should be silent when a greater person like
me is in the room.
2) I think it's a sin to do anything you don't
enjoy if you can afford to not do it. If you can pay someone else who can get
a livelihood from doing it, or just loves doing, then it's better than doing
it yourself. That is why I don't cook and it has nothing to do with the fact
that I caused a fire by using powder sugar instead of real sugar in a cake,
or that I melted a bowl on the stove the first time I tried to make soup in
college.
3) I used to enjoy playing dungeons and dragons
as a kid. I especially like the time when I made my friend Mikeypooh's character have a little sister who became a
prostitute while my other friend Vandervort became
bipolar off of happy and sad magic slurpies.
4) FOUR is my lucky number as GREEN is the
greatest colour that has yet been invented. For
those who didn't have analogies in their SATs, thanks for making me feel old.
5) I wish I could live in a high-tech tree house
complex with swinging vines to go from one friend's tree house to another's.
There will be one special band room with a hottub
to entice JohnnyMarsh to come by and play. The
green room will only have broccoli and cheese served by Amish servants as
free appetizers cuz deep down inside I'm a bit of a
jerk.
6) I feel sorry for people who can only spell a
word one way. Brevity is the key to good writing. I wish I could write,
instead I just babbler. I also wish I could make saucy puppet shows and am
lucky to have met someone who can.
7) I hate seeing white wall space where art
should be. I love art, especially the kind that isn't really anything, yet
isn't garbage. I could stare a good piece of art the way some people could
stare at a violet sunset. I especially like art made by my friends.
8) My lifelong goal is to convince someone that
their favorite color is Purple. That person has assured me that achieving
this goal may take several lifetimes so I hope the "reincarnation"
camp is right over the "pchewy, you will burn
in hell" camp.
9) SPORTS ARE GREAT:
Football is the greatest sport. The last time I
cried was when the steeler's lost the superbowl so I didn't think anything could make me
happier than a Steeler's superbowl
victory, but on that same day, my friend Trouble got engaged and that's a
special kind of happiness. As icing on the cake, michelle
bet me and lost; its great when a Drabish goes down!
-->Still recently, I play volleyball more
often. It's still fun but sometimes when a ball rolls away and I have to go
fetch it I wish I was still playing with this sorceress would say a few magic
words "a little help here" and the ball would magically return with
a man attached.
10) You probably think 10 is
TEN but in computer world 10 would be 2 in binary. I like math,
and especially liked Andrea's comment about this list not really being
"random".
11) My current favorite show is called the
secret life of a teenage slut, or something along those lines. [I don't count
Simpsons and House because they're more like a
religious service than a tv show.]
12) I hate sad, depressed, complaining or boring
people. I usually like sitting on them until they cheer up; If you know
someone like that you should try my method.
13) I like stretching the truth all the time,
but don't like lying to kids. Good thing Santa will do that for me.
14) I spend waaaay tooo much time on my photo website which people used to
visit a lot until the advent of facebook photos and
when lena's devote fanbase left because she's gone into photo hibernation.
15) I use to understand and speak Indian to
communicate with my grandmother who used to cheat in cards to let me win.
Since she died when i was very young, I've given up
on speaking Indian and cheat to win in cards, though sometimes I win bets
legitimately and people don't pay me the $5 they owe me.
16) My favorite board game / drinking game is Sorry. You make someone drink when they die and
gloatingly sing "sorry sorry SOrray...sorry sorry SOrray..."
17) After I go back in time by reflecting lasers
into mirrors to form a circle that will swirl the space time in the middle
like cream swirls into coffee, the first place I will go is a couple of
decades ago to see a real life umpalumpa, an orange
eight-year-old jessScott ODing
on carrots.
18) ~Big words and nipples make me sleepy~ I
love stories, but every book I've come across is boring and puts me to sleep.
19) I hate when people complain that the future
is taking too long to get to because they want their "flying cars".
Come on guys, we have DIPPING DOTS!, we ARE living in the future.
20) I called Alice a little while ago by accident because she is early on my
cell phone list. I couldn't talk then but wanted to give her a shout out now.
21) My favorite all time band is THE CURE, but currently I really like the free credit dot com
commercials. Sometimes when I've been drinking I swear the base player in
those commercial's is Anthony's buddy Dan.
22) My friend kaucher
thinks I'm the devil. It's cute how she thinks that knowing that will in any
way protect her.
23) I've had the same best friend since middle
school, though sometimes his wife brings me a fresca
and I think of making her my new best friend.
24) I've been alive for several decades and the
first time I made a mistake is when I thought Giant was once syllable instead
of two. That was yesterday.
25) My biggest fear is to go around the corner
and bump into a clone/twin/doppelganger who looks
just like me but is dressed up and wears a bow tie. My friends start
contacting me thanking me for things I've said or done to them but I don't
remember doing it and then realize it was the doppelganger. Nobody believes
me until they run into a situation where they are confronted by both me and
the doppelganger at the same time. In the end though, they tell me they
actually like the doppelganger more.
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