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Oh… so many blogworthy things to talk about… so few things that I wouldn’t get fired for repeating. :)
Not that that’s the real reason I haven’t been blogging. Truth be told, I’m a lazy little bugger. Were I to ~make~ time for writing, you-all’d be being entertained.* Last night, for example, laundry took precedence. Of course, laundry involved a bit of movie watching and a bit of ice cream eating and a bit of wine drinking, but that is my burden to bear and we all do what we must.
However, I do feel that it is my obligation as the owner of a blog to make myself easier to stalk, so to continue my list-making trend, I’ll give you ten eleven things you probably didn’t want to know about me, but will now know regardless, ha and neener:
- I often joke about having OCD, but I’m probably not joking. Ask about the jello story sometime.
- I often joke about having a horrible memory. Not only is that one not a joke, it really isn’t all that funny.
- I often joke about things that aren’t funny. This either makes me a blast to hang out with or damn near intolerable. It seems to vary from person to person, but it’s probably one of the extremes in any case.
- I walk nekkid or mostly-nekkid in front of a window at least once a day.
- I have curtains for said window, but so far I’ve been too lazy to put them up.
- I sing at the top of my lungs in the shower, and in the car (with other people in the car), and in my apartment (to my cat). Still won’t sing in public.
- I like to wear my fun t-shirts under my work clothes because it makes me feel tricksy. Today I’m wearing my “Bad Poetry/Oh Noetry” tee under a long-sleeved dress shirt from Gap.
- Even though I almost never pick out my clothes until I’m putting them on each morning, I almost always have a pretty good idea as to what pair of underwear I’m going to put on. Sometimes I know days in advance.
- I’m mildly allergic to a lot of fruits and some vegetables. I eat them anyway. Sometimes I even seek them out.
- I’m convinced that my fingernails and toenails grow abnormally fast. In reality, I probably just forget to cut them (and then forget that I forgot), but the result is my fingernails are often longer than many girls’.
- I don’t mind my long fingernails because they’re pretty damn useful a lot of the time.
Responses to “My stalkers are really lazy.”
June 21st, 2006 at 1:02 pm
1. It must be hereditary.
2. I forgot already.
3. Only smart people “get us”. ;)
4. To speak for your neighbors across the street: eewwww!
5. Just do it already!
6. Who doesn’t - and I will sing in public!
7. You’re a wild man Rob!
8. Me too!
9. Quit eating bananas son.
10. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that!”
11. use a tool
June 21st, 2006 at 9:17 pm
Other things about Rob everyone should know:
1. He pees in the shower… (including the tub when he takes a bath)
2. He likes to watch silent movies, he’s an especially big fan of Fatty Arbuckle.
3. He dips his Oreos in ginger ale instead of milk.
4. He likes to sneak up on his cat and yank its tail.
5. His favorite planet is not, as he claims, Uranus, but the pseudo-planet Pluto. The fact that it is only a pseudo-planet does not dull his affection for it.
6. He likes to pretend he can speak with a Scottish accent, but the only word that actually sounds Scottish is “Scotland.”
7. He has a non-sexual (as far as I know it remains non-sexual, anyway) crush on a certain man of “Hidalgo” and “LOTR” fame.
8. He detests and fears horses of all sizes, but since women dig horses, he pretends to like them. This probably stems from growing up across the street from a shetland pony farm run by a woman who hated him and taught him 3rd grade.
9. He pretends he’s a ninja when he walks home from the bar. Not unusual or surprising I know, but a fact none-the-less. BTW, he only occassionally acts out his “ninjarific” skills when he walks home in company.
10. His favorite colour is blue because that’s what colour his eyes are. That’s seriously the only reason. He also thinks he looks good in the colour blue, which he does. But it’s still messed up that that’s the reason he decided to like the colour.
June 21st, 2006 at 11:01 pm
They weren’t shetland ponies - they were minature horses! Ditto for me including the 3rd grade!
June 21st, 2006 at 11:02 pm
They weren’t shetland ponies - they were minature horses! Ditto for me - including the 3rd grade!
June 20th, 2006 at 5:40 pm
Rob,
I’m not really sure that this was a can o’ worms that you wanted to open. In fact, I’ve been caught off guard to the point that I don’t currently have a lot of juicy tidbits in mind.
Just as well, it would be bad form for me to upstage your mom by posting first. I’ll be back in the morning.