Meme. Because I'm just that lazy, oh yes I am.
You’re feeling...shredded by the wood-chipper of life.
To your left:
~two metal hair clips (one pink, one black)
~address book
~phone
~pile of DVDs and CDs (specifically: Dark Angel, Season 2; Brokeback Mountain, collector's edition; KANE; and KANE: Acoustic Live in London)
~a sheet of scrap paper from my son's math homework upon which I attempted - and failed - to explain ratios and how they might be used in real life.
On your mind: The deadline I'm fucking up even further by blogging instead of writing.
Last meal included: Bagel, cream cheese, coffee.
You sometimes find it hard to...breathe.
The weather: Chilly and bright.
Something you have a collection of: Children.
A smell that cheers you up: Clean laundry.
A smell that can ruin your mood: Dog poop.
How long since you last shaved: Um.
The current state of your hair: Knotted on top of my head to keep it out of my face.
The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer): Big-ass sculpture of three maidens dancing in a circle around a fire - the fire is actually a place to put a candle. At the moment, it's sandalwood. It was a Christmas gift from my mother. You wanna see pictures???
Your skill with chopsticks: Not bad.
Which section you head for first in a bookstore: New releases.
Something you’re craving: Peace of mind.
Your general thoughts on the presidential race: You know what? I've got enough people pissed off at me this week. Pass.
How many times have you been hospitalized this year: Nada, but I'm looking at three days in May.
Favorite place to go for a quiet moment: Define "quiet." I seem to have misplaced that concept somewhere along the way.
You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good...mother. Today, I'm not so sure.
Something that freaks you out a little: Insects of any kind.
Something you’ve eaten too much of lately: Antacids.
You have never...liked memes. They seem sort of self-absorbed. And yet.
You never want to...be so out of ideas for original blog content that I resort to stealing memes from Cindy Cruciger. AND YET.
You're tagged, Caridad Ferrer, wherever you are.
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3Comments:
~You know what? I've got enough people pissed off at me this week. Pass.~
The only thing you could ever do to piss me off is say you hate steamed dumplings. I don't know one sane person that hates steamed dumplings.
Hey Sis,
Sorry your having a bad week. When you have time give me a ring. Love you!
Love,
Lil' Sis
Dude, seriously. Echoing Eva. I don't know that you CAN piss me off. (Except when you're being a weenie about your own ability. Then I get just a teensy bit annoyed. But it's justifiable. Dammit.)
Okay, I filled out the memage. My brain was tapioca when I did. IJS...
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