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1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3.Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it.
1. When I eat a sandwich, I eat the crust first--all the way around, leaving the center for last.
2. I used to have to eat everything on my plate separately--all the peas, all the potatoes, THEN all the meat. (My family used to tease me--"Sara, how's the chicken?" "I don't KNOW, I'm still eating my carrots!" "Try the meatballs, Sara." "I CAN'T, I still have green beans!") I am better about that these days, but still occasionally find myself unable to touch my main course if I am not done with my salad.
3. I sleep best when there is a fan on, either because of the noise or the air movement--I even tend to keep one on low during the winter. (Part of this I blame on the dorm room, which was always overheated, even in January.)
4. I am never hungry in the morning, until I've been up for about an hour.
5. I can dog-ear books, but only the tiniest corner--and only paperbacks. But I cannot bend the spines. Not intentionally. Also, I have to use bookmarks in hardcover books. Using the jacket warps it and bothers me.
6. I cannot stand thunderstorms. (Note: Now is not the time to comment telling me how much you love them.) I am much better than I used to be--there was a time I would have full-fledged panic attacks, complete with hyperventilating. Today we had a storm and I didn't have *any* anxiety (this is huge)... but I *was* working with small children who were freaking out. So.
7. I usually fall asleep lying on my right side, but wake up on my left.
I break rule 3 and say I'd like to seezoe_chan, aradiachiba, xenokattz and scribophile do this, as well as anyone else who wants to.
What? I rebel.
It rained today. Did I know it was going to rain? No. Did I leave my car windows cracked? Yes. Did it downpour and drench my seats? Yes.
Did I have those two job applications that took six hours to prepare sitting on my passenger seat just waiting to hit the post office after work?
Oh, yes.
I quit.
I will so be having wine after I re-do these--without letting Mom know that's what I'm doing.
three_nails!1. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
2. Tag seven people to do the same.
3.
1. When I eat a sandwich, I eat the crust first--all the way around, leaving the center for last.
2. I used to have to eat everything on my plate separately--all the peas, all the potatoes, THEN all the meat. (My family used to tease me--"Sara, how's the chicken?" "I don't KNOW, I'm still eating my carrots!" "Try the meatballs, Sara." "I CAN'T, I still have green beans!") I am better about that these days, but still occasionally find myself unable to touch my main course if I am not done with my salad.
3. I sleep best when there is a fan on, either because of the noise or the air movement--I even tend to keep one on low during the winter. (Part of this I blame on the dorm room, which was always overheated, even in January.)
4. I am never hungry in the morning, until I've been up for about an hour.
5. I can dog-ear books, but only the tiniest corner--and only paperbacks. But I cannot bend the spines. Not intentionally. Also, I have to use bookmarks in hardcover books. Using the jacket warps it and bothers me.
6. I cannot stand thunderstorms. (Note: Now is not the time to comment telling me how much you love them.) I am much better than I used to be--there was a time I would have full-fledged panic attacks, complete with hyperventilating. Today we had a storm and I didn't have *any* anxiety (this is huge)... but I *was* working with small children who were freaking out. So.
7. I usually fall asleep lying on my right side, but wake up on my left.
I break rule 3 and say I'd like to see
zoe_chan, aradiachiba, xenokattz and scribophile do this, as well as anyone else who wants to.What? I rebel.
It rained today. Did I know it was going to rain? No. Did I leave my car windows cracked? Yes. Did it downpour and drench my seats? Yes.
Did I have those two job applications that took six hours to prepare sitting on my passenger seat just waiting to hit the post office after work?
Oh, yes.
I quit.
I will so be having wine after I re-do these--without letting Mom know that's what I'm doing.
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Date: 2007-08-07 01:30 am (UTC)*does not comment on six* Because I love you & am proud of you for dealing with little ones!
I love it when you tag me, because it makes me update. :)
Oh, Sara, I feel so awful for you - you have such terrible luck and deserve none of it. ♥♥♥ Enjoy your wine and let me know what you want me to drabble for you.
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Date: 2007-08-07 04:05 am (UTC)Weee for updating!! :D
I decided not to bother with the applications tonight. =P I are slacker. And have not yet had wine, hmm. I could do that!
Also, drabble!!! EEEEEEEE!! Oh, I don't *know*--if I said "surprise me" would you want to throttle me? ;)
::hugs:: also, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeKATE! ♥♥♥
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Date: 2007-08-07 12:10 pm (UTC)Eee, am so sorry - we're going to visit a friend for a couple days, and I thought we were leaving at like noon, but apparently we're leaving ten minutes ago! So your drabble will be posted when I get back Thursday. Sorry!
*HUGS* We shall comment-talk when I get back, okay??
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Date: 2007-08-10 04:23 am (UTC)Grunting, Sawyer pulled his gloves off savagely and slapped them on the bench inside the front door. He’d come up north after a particularly annoying cop kept following him around the south. Well, no one would ever look up here, he knew. He was an iced-tea-and-apple-pie boy for a reason. Admittedly, the pickings were fine, but at the moment he was more concerned that one or two especially important things were permanently frozen.
Damn Maine winters.
“Sarah?” he called, rifling through the junk mail on the end table. No answer. That was odd; she’d just called ten minutes ago to ask when he’d be home.
Ambling into the kitchen, Sawyer swore loudly and grabbed the boiling pot off the stove, sloshing scalding water onto his wrist. The raw lobsters were sitting on the counter innocuously. He glared at them as if it were their fault the water had boiled over. Little buggers pinched worse than scorpions.
Sawyer maneuvered the pot to a smaller burner before glancing into the living room. Sarah was sprawled in an armchair, eyes closed.
He picked up the fallen blanket and gently arranged it so she wouldn’t freeze. She was beautiful, a definite perk in his line of work; those lying bastards at Disney were wrong that rich women were always gorgeous. They could liposuck and Botoxicate themselves all they wanted ‘til they could only smile, it still made his neck prickle. Sarah, fortunately, had both stunning features and wealth in abundance.
The fire was out, so he added a log. Poking at it artistically, it collapsed and smothered the remaining flames. No wonder he’d failed Boy Scouts – or was it because he had chased that other boy with a burning marshmallow stick and set his shirt on fire? – either way, he was crap at this sort of thing. Hunkering down, Sawyer coaxed and cursed the fireplace until a tiny flame stayed alive for more than a second.
Inordinately proud of himself, he gave Sarah a light kiss and headed to the bedroom. It only took a few seconds to pile her emergency money in a battered, nondescript knapsack. On his way out, Sawyer paused in the kitchen. The pot of water was simmering nicely now. He dropped one of the two lobsters in and set the timer.
She really was a nice girl.
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...I TOLD you in that other comment it would be crack!! Hee. I hope you're feeling a little better now and all of that job nonsense is gone (but the
rumwine is not).♥ you!
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Date: 2007-08-12 06:24 am (UTC)::flails in glee!::
♥♥♥!!
Kate, this is such awesomely wonderful crack! YAY!!!!! Oh, yay!!
I am not coherent in my grinning joy. ::loves::
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Date: 2007-08-07 06:38 pm (UTC)2) My sister used to do that but sometimes I think it was an excuse not to eat the food that she disliked.
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Date: 2007-08-12 06:26 am (UTC)I never said I wasn't a little OCD. ;)
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Date: 2007-08-14 01:39 am (UTC)*brain-shares*
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Date: 2007-08-16 09:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-16 10:34 pm (UTC)