6 Oddities
ACK! I’ve been tagged to do the “Six Things” meme. Thanks ever so, weakervessel.
I give you Six Weird Things About Me:
- I sucked my thumb until the ripe old age of 10. But after age 5 or so, the thumb usually wound up in my mouth while I slept. It became an involuntary thing. “What got you to quit, Catheroo?” Slumber parties. I would have been mortified had one of my early-rising friends seen me in my thumb-sucking glory. I started putting a Band-Aid on my thumb if I was going to spend the night at a friend’s. The non thumb-like taste and texture of the adhesive bandage was disgusting and I’d immediately pull my thumb out of my mouth on contact. The trick worked at home too, so eventually I quit my embarrassing habit.
- I have had a black eye three times. And each time it was due to my own stupidity. The first one was when I slammed my face into the fax machine at Price Waterhouse. I was bending down to pick up something I dropped, and THWACK! Smacked my right eye with the corner of the output tray. Black eye number two happened while opening a bottle of champagne. I was just starting to twist the cork when someone suggested I grab a towel to cover the bottle, lest the cork go flying. As I reached into the drawer to get the towel, BAM! Cork, meet face. Face, cork. The third (and hopefully last) time I practiced accidental self-abuse was at my friend Krissy’s bachelorette party. I was in the bathroom at some club and after using the facilities, I bent down to pick up my purse from the floor. Apparently my vision was impaired because my face made contact with a shelf in the stall. That shelf? It was specifically for holding purses. As I recall, most of my faculties were not operating at their fullest potential that evening.
- I have an irrational fear that my apartment will catch fire. One of my neighbors will be irresponsible and leave a candle burning. My heater will blow up. Someone will toss out a lit cigarette butt and the lovely trees around my place will quickly be engulfed in flames and we’ll all burn to a crisp. Perhaps I am Smokey the Bear, reincarnated.
- I am thoroughly intimidated when I shop at M.A.C. for makeup. It takes me back to high school. I feel like I don’t belong. I don’t have enough makeup smeared onto my face, my clothes aren’t designer enough, and I’m as unpopular as a band/drama geek (sorry to all you band/drama geeks). It’s as if the employees are going to talk about me after I leave. “Did you see that girl? Oh. My. God. I mean, jeans and Vans? Can you believe that? She should stick to buying her cosmetics from the grocery store.” Never mind the fact that I just gave them one hundred of my hard-earned dollars.
- Sometimes I laugh so hard, a little pee comes out. Sometimes it’s more than a little.
- I wanted Sonny and Cher to be my parents. They had a TV show and my parents did not. I could not understand why that was, despite the numerous explanations from Mom and Dad. One night, we were having pizza for dinner and I didn’t want any. Mom told me that’s what we were having, so I was to deal with it. I retorted, “I’ll bet Chastity (Bono) doesn’t have to eat pizza if she doesn’t want to!” Then I packed some things, grabbed my trike and left home forever to live with my new parents, Sonny & Cher. I got as far as the corner (as Mom and Dad watched from the window, unbeknownst to me) and turned right around. I wasn’t allowed to cross the street without an adult holding my hand. Even out on my own, I still followed the rules. P.S. When Sonny died a few years back, I was much sadder than I should have been.
Aren’t you glad I shared all that with you? I’m sure glad I just admitted my neuroses to the world. Yeah. Feels great.
Now I’m supposed to tag six people for this meme. Sorry about this, ladies, but you’re it. I drew straws for y’all so my selection was entirely unbiased and scientific. Yep.
Meredith at Kingdom of Mere
MadMeer at Mad Kitten
Kristine at Randomandodd
Schnozz at Schnozzfest
Laura at Vitamin Sea
Cindy-Lou at Sometimes I Just Talk
Ha! Very good neuroses exposition. I am so with you on the inexplicably conceited and judgemental cosmetics ladies. It’s like, hello, retail worker? SUCK IT. (P.S. I’m also with you on number 5, but don’t tell anyone.)
Number 5 had me howling.. I do the same thing. Oh God, I just admited that to the internet.
er, Sonny and Cher???? ok you are weird. 😉 (in a good way!)
I’ll try to do mine tomorrow, or if I cant, asap!!
Yep. Number 5.
That’s such an hilarious response to that meme…one of the best I’ve seen!
Michele sent me to see you, Catheroo.
We don’t have any overlap on these 6 items, Cath. Fire doesn’t worry me, I don’t wear makeup, I quit sucking my thumb before I can remember anything and I’ve never had a black eye. The Sonny and Cher thing is just too weird! They were so ill suited for one another I can’t imagine having them for parents.
Of course I have plenty of weird things of my own. 🙂
Uh oh! I did this same meme (sort of) a few weeks ago here http://madkitten.blogspot.com/2006/04/embrace-your-weirdness.html, but since I never seem to run out of weird characteristics I’ll give it a shot again. I might have to dig extra deep on this one. Be afraid.
Oh…and LMFAO at the 3 black eyes. Nice.
And there IS NOTHING cooler than vans and jeans, thank you very much. Those MAC slangin’ snobs can’t coordinate their clothes further than black on black anyway, so who are they to judge?
Damn it, Cath, you know I’m afraid of commitment.
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