Facts

I got tagged by Happy or Sad.

1. I thought about getting Kurt Vonnegut's self-portrait sketch (the top right of this series of pictures) tattooed on my body somewhere, and I was serious. For a few of minutes anyway.

2. I spend at least an hour each week on the phone with jewelers and/or moving companies, trying not to argue. Some times are more successful than others.

3. I haven't had a television for over two years; however, if there was one show I could watch at this point, it would be Meerkat Manor. I think I would watch it religiously.

4. I'm mediumly obsessed with my dog. Her new nickname, as of this week, is Funky Noodle. I don't know where that came from.

5. I'm far more likely to greet a baby, animal, or pretty flower on the street than another adult person. I say, "Hi, Baby" or "Hi, Dogger" or "Hi, orchid (or whatever flower)."

6. I sleep an inordinate amount compared to most people. I mean really a lot.

7. Funniest quote of the week: "I stopped hanging out with Jesus because he's a cock-blocker." -from my coworker

8. 001..0211211 1110122 [that fact courtesy of Lily's dog-butt on the keyboard trying to distract me from typing]

Was it supposed to be 8? I guess I wasn't paying attention to the tag too well. I'm really behind. Oh well. What is this tag again? Just any 8 facts? I need to go back to the source but it's taken me this long to get this far so whatever.

I tag

Sissy
Bionic (who has a new gf and i'm feeling neglected)

I guess that's all.

This is a fun game but...

I don't want to be Aesop the Spider Boy. So I did it again, trying to be more conscientious, trying to see myself more as how others do, and lying about my "gender." Interestingly, on the website, in one place it says your daemon is "usually" the opposite sex as you, and in another it says your daemon is "always" the opposite sex.

You know how I feel about this dependency on biological sex. Or if you don't feel free to ask and I'll expound in probably more length than you'd like.

Anyhow this is her:



I think I love her, just from the picture. That's great, yeah? A show of self-love?

Also can I just say that for once I find this a worthy, creative, and effective advertising ploy? I had the chance to read these books and didn't, but you can bet I will now, not to mention see this movie. And you probably know how I feel about advertising, too, so -

Oh yeah, p.s. I don't in fact feel very flexible in many ways, but like I said I love her and I don't want to turn out a spider again, so whatever. P.p.s. ipj rocks for finding this