Yeah, yeah, here goes (as I've been tagged twice now, and just didn't get around to it yet)
Seven things:
1. My computer can most consistently find wireless signal from our current modem in the hallway outside my room. I am sitting there right now, as it happens.
2. When I was a kid, one of my parents' friends kept offering to trade hair with me. He said he'd even throw in the beard for free. (needless to say, I didn't take him up on it)
3. I got my first genuine barbie doll ever at a yard sale when I was 23.
4. I absolutely cannot stand the Philadelphia area accent where people say "you" instead of "hue" on the beginnings of words (such as humid or human.) It drives me up a wall.
5. Yesterday I got a Chadwick's catalog in the mail for no good reason. I find this somewhat unfair, given that my brother (equally unsolicited) got a catalog with pretty sharp things, with a "Spartan sword" made of high carbon steel on the cover.
6. I have been known to sing scottish folk songs about people killing each other at work. Usually no one else is listening...
7. is my favorite number. Although I do wonder why we form random attachments to arbitrary things such as numbers.
(and since neither of the people who tagged me re-copied the annyoing part about passing on the chain letter, if you want it, consider yourself tagged.)
( also, careers: )
Seven things:
1. My computer can most consistently find wireless signal from our current modem in the hallway outside my room. I am sitting there right now, as it happens.
2. When I was a kid, one of my parents' friends kept offering to trade hair with me. He said he'd even throw in the beard for free. (needless to say, I didn't take him up on it)
3. I got my first genuine barbie doll ever at a yard sale when I was 23.
4. I absolutely cannot stand the Philadelphia area accent where people say "you" instead of "hue" on the beginnings of words (such as humid or human.) It drives me up a wall.
5. Yesterday I got a Chadwick's catalog in the mail for no good reason. I find this somewhat unfair, given that my brother (equally unsolicited) got a catalog with pretty sharp things, with a "Spartan sword" made of high carbon steel on the cover.
6. I have been known to sing scottish folk songs about people killing each other at work. Usually no one else is listening...
7. is my favorite number. Although I do wonder why we form random attachments to arbitrary things such as numbers.
(and since neither of the people who tagged me re-copied the annyoing part about passing on the chain letter, if you want it, consider yourself tagged.)
( also, careers: )