I love reading others: here is mine.
1. I cannot touch ice. The way it sticks to my fingers is HORRIFIC! I could never work in a Ben and Jerry's; just thinking about the scene in A Christmas Story with the kid and the tongue and the metal post......makes it into a horror movie for me.
2. I spent most of my summers on shooting ranges. My dad is a shooting competitor, and went to national competitions every summer--and took the family with him. We would camp in a TINY popup camper for a week (tiny meaning small enough to be pulled by a VW Rabbit. I am not kidding; it does exist.) We would spend the whole week being bit by bugs and wearing earplugs. My first job was running targets for these matches. I do not own a gun.
3. Bananas kill my stomach. I can hardly even smell them without getting queasy. EVIL.
4. I am very clumsy and need lots of personal space so I do not break anything. I have a massive desktop which is half empty; I would never have a glass tabletop for fear of breakage.
5. I have terrible social anxiety and am always surprised when nobody notices. Crazy Aunt Purl talks about always being silly and saying the wrong thing out of nervousness--that's me too. Its such a relief to know I am not the only one. I apologize in advance for the next stupid thing I say to you.
6. I have the short-term memory of a goldfish. I cannot memorize, but I am good at understanding. 20 page paper exploring the parallels of yarn collection and pattern collection, with a nod to knitting as a gateway craft? no problem. Name the 50 states? no way. I was good at research at an early age because I had to keep looking stuff up.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
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3 comments:
How fascinating! I don't think of you as socially awkward -- I enjoy your company, and think you're pretty damn funny! And we all say stupid things -- it just makes the conversation that much more fun!
And how interesting about the shooting ranges, too. I hate handguns or the thought of hunting for sport, but have always wanted to try my luck at skeet shooting....
I'm with Mary- the time I met you I thought you were perfectly lovely.
Our first pop up was a tiny tent on wheels with fold out beds. I loved it because it got me out of the TENT! You could have pulled that one with a VW. We got a real one with an airconditioner and NEVER looked back. Now I love the comfort of the RV and having more room. But I do love to camp! Not too sure about the running the targets. That sounds a bit scary.
I also have horrible social anxiety and I always find myself saying the most rediculous things. I'm doing my best not to fret over it. Just last night, in fact, I said someting horrifying when I was out with friends and I'm not even going to worry about it. Well, not much.
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