OK FINE! I’ll Do Your 25 Things Meme!
Posted By Kristabella on February 5, 2009
Look, I resisted doing this meme. But then my inbox was filling up day, after day, after day with all these people tagging me in a note on Facebook. So I’m doing it. I mean literally everyone is doing it. I think I’ve been tagged 25 times, so this should stop the tagging, right? Please, let’s stop with the tagging! We’re getting too MySpacey!
Like many other bloggers, I’m posting here instead of on Facebook. Because I may have accepted friend requests on Facebook of people I don’t really like. People from high school that I was never even friends with. And they don’t need to read this. And I overshare with all of you anyway, so this is par for the course.
I would like to point out, though, I have shared more than 25 things about you on this site. I’ve done a 201 Things list. I’ve done that “weird things about you” meme too many times to count. (Seriously? I’ve done that meme five separate times? How do I have anything left to share?) So the fact that I can come up with 25 more is a fucking miracle.
- I had dinner with the Hotfessional tonight. That’s not really about me, but you didn’t know that until now.
- I actually call her The Hotfessional. That’s how she’s listed in my cell phone and that’s what I tell my mom about who I’m going out with, when I go out with her. It’s going to be weird at BlogHer this year because I might have to call her by her real name. It’s like last year when Mr Lady was all “my name is Shannon.” And I’m all “NO IT IS NOT! IT IS MR LADY!”
- Are we already talking about BlogHer? It’s February. I’m going, of course, since I live in Chicago. I don’t really have a choice.
- BlogHer 2007 was in Chicago and I DID NOT go. A fact that Metalia scolds me for. But I was pretty new to blogging and I honestly didn’t know anyone. And I needed a posse. People I knew wouldn’t leave my side. People who would encourage me to steal a bowl of Cheetos. People part of a small Honesty Group.
- I own a Snuggie. And I love it. I would love it more if it was like a poncho and covered my back more. So I didn’t get chilled when I got up off the couch to refill my popcorn bowl, or wine glass, as the case may me.
- I am not subtle. Especially when I’m drinking. I am loud and obnoxious and tell it like it is. Some find it endearing. Or that’s how it seems to me.
- I have very sensitive eyes. I wear sunglasses even when it is overcast. Part of the reason is that it is a lot easier to stare at people when you’re wearing sunglasses.
- Although, many a time, I will be caught staring at someone and realize that no, dumbass, you aren’t wearing sunglasses. They are my invisibility cloak.
- I love to eavesdrop. I am an expert at it. In fact, in high school, I was in the Psychology Club. And we had a Psychology Fair. (I KNOW! I’m a nerd! I GET IT!) And our project was dichotic listening, which is the ability to listen to two things at once. Most people can’t. I can. Although, I’m not as good as it as I used to be. Back before I drank alcohol.
- Speaking of, I didn’t drink or party in high school. I didn’t drink until college. And even in college, I didn’t drink too much. I made up for it after college when I moved to California. Oh the drunken nights spent in the Marina District in San Francisco.
- I hate taking showers. I feel they are a waste of my time. Time I could spend sleeping.
- I love to read, but that wasn’t always the case. I read when I was younger. I was addicted to R.L. Stein and Christopher Pike books as a young adult. But I don’t remember reading for pleasure much in college. But now I read a minimum of two books a month.
- I talk to myself. A lot. When I worked at the Niners, my desk was really close to the intern’s desk. One year we had this cute, adorable intern named Quinn. For months I would say things out loud, tell myself to do things, talk back to emails and he would answer me. Finally, about mid-season, he stopped answering. He finally got it that I wasn’t talking to him.
- I have an irrational fear of pink eye. My old job was in the ghetto on the South Side of Chicago. And there was a Dunkin Donuts in a gas station right near the office. I would stop there on occasion to get coffee. And every time I was CONVINCED that I was going to get pink eye from the handles on the door. So much so that the first thing I would do when I got to the office was go to the bathroom to wash my hands.
- I have lived in A LOT of apartments. The current apartment I’m living in, is the longest I have been in one place since before I left for college. I have lived here 3 1/2 years. In California, I lived in five apartments in six years.
- When I graduated college, I sent my resume to every NFL team. And I kept the rejection letters from almost every NFL team (except the 49ers) for years. I threw them away after I started at the Niners and was in charge of sending out the rejection letters to candidates. To this day, though, I still remember the one from the Vikings. It wasn’t a standard ding letter (or maybe it was). It was HARSH. Basically it was all “give up your dream now of working in the NFL. You’ll never make it.” Which is kind of funny considering the people the Vikings hired in their PR department.
- I hate confrontation. You wouldn’t think so, since I’m so outspoken and like to speak my mind. But I will only embrace confrontation with people that I know will always love me regardless. So I tend only to confront family and very close friends.
- Because I’m too nice to a fault. I want everyone to love me.
- When I was a kid, every time we would go to a restaurant, the minute we would sit down, I would spill something, a glass of water, my milk, whatever. And every time I would cry. My family still tells this story all the time. Now they are passing it on to new generations, telling my niece and nephew how stupid Auntie was as a kid. It’s as awesome as it sounds.
- I used to cry when my sports teams lost. And not when I was a kid. I’m talking high school. I get so invested that it would upset me SO MUCH when they would lose. It’s kind of weird I ended up at Arizona State where all our sports teams did was lose.
- Hey! I’m clearly a crier! When I was young, I used to cry and whine and complain every February because my brother and sister’s birthdays are a day (and six years) apart. So I would cry out “it’s not fair!” when they would get presents and I wouldn’t. Until I realized in doing so, I ended up getting presents myself. I’m not an idiot.
- I’m afraid to introduce any future mate to my family because the first thing they will all do is tell all the embarrassing stories about me. I can guarantee it. I would bet my down payment of my house on it.
- I love taking public transportation. I love learning the system of the buses and trains. I love taking public transportation in new cities I visit. I think it is the perfect way to get around. This might be because of all the creepy cab drivers that hit on me.
- I wasn’t a baseball fan until later on in my life, like my late teens. (As opposed to football, which I was a fan of before I could talk.) Before I was of legal drinking age, I used to think baseball was so boring. I didn’t get into it. Until one summer when I was home all day, since I wasn’t in school, and watched like every Cubs game on TV. I fell in love with Mark Grace and the rest is history. Especially once I could go to the games and drink!
- I’ve never seen The Godfather. None of them.
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So even though you hate showers you still take them, right? Ha ha, I crack myself up because I’m twelve deep down inside.
And you know that I’m a public transportation failure, right? I can’t figure it out in most cities so I just give up and take a taxi.
Seriously. Even in the city I live in.
Nics last blog post..One of my favorite stories. That I forgot about. And that applies to real life.
I didn’t drink in high school either! Then I went to a liberal arts druggie college and had to meet the other delinquents in the middle (i.e. at the handle of 151).
When did the Snuggie take over the Internet??? You’re like the fifth person today who’s mentioned it! It’s the 30-Day Shred all over again, everybody, quick! Hide!
Camels & Chocolates last blog post..I Saw a Bridge and So I Jumped
I have never seen any of the Godfather movies either…I thought I was the only one in the world…we can start our own group now.
Melissas last blog post..Waiter, There’s A Fly In My Soup…Uh, No Really!!
You have to post a picture of yourself in the snuggie.
jodifurs last blog post..Can We Just Stop Talking About Weight?
I would NEVER tell stories about you to your future mate. The only thing I can think of that you’ve left out of this is petting your bangs…and your future mate would know that if he’d been out and you took a drink of ANYTHING!!!
Happy Friday…boy, did this back some memories!
Wouldn’t that be awesome if the Snuggie WAS your invisibility cloak?
Also, I’ve never seen ONE Godfather movie either. And, I won’t if I can help it.
Rhis last blog post..I can’t even tell you how ashamed I am that I noticed this
i will not buy a snuggie. i will not buy a snuggie. i will not buy a snuggie.
🙂
woman, you must see The Godfather. at least I and II. you can probably skip III. but, hello? AMAZING.
alis last blog post..bubble girl
I haven’t actually seen an entire Godfather movie, just bits of the first one. And I tagged you for something on my blog, but then, you’d actually have to read my blog to know you are tagged….and I’m known by like 2 people. oh well.
Sheris last blog post..The Ultimate Loss
With a few exceptions, I think we were separated at birth. However, I would not, never, own a Snuggie. I am shocked and dismayed.
Candys last blog post..In Which I Declare “Bullets! Now, Improved!”
I bet when you get your condo you’ll cry too.
But it’ll be happy tears. 🙂
Giggle Pixies last blog post..Is There a Pill for Pissy?
I have not seen any of the Godfathers either.
I also wear sunglasses on sunny days…
Angellas last blog post..Grace In Small Things: Cinq
Um. I meant cloudy days. I have been awake since 5:30. Don’t judge me.
Angellas last blog post..Grace In Small Things: Cinq
I finally saw two Godfather movies last year and they are quite good even though I had to pause it and ask the BF “Is he going to get wacked” etc.
christinas last blog post..When all you want to do is get there
I was never interested in baseball until I discovered they were a lot more fun with a cold beer. Then, I discovered the beauty of a Saturday or Sunday afternoon game in the sunshine. But I still can’t watch baseball on the TV unless it’s the World Series. So I guess I’m not a “real” baseball fan.
TUWABVBs last blog post..The Remaining 17 Random Things About Me
must here moar about psychology club? did y’all sit around and analyze one another?
6,7,8,13,17, & 18 are exactly me! Love your humor!
Stacy Quartys last blog post..Bloggy Bits- "Me Interviewed, Interview Me"
I watched the entire Godfather series with My BFF when she was pregnant on New Year’s. Painful. I wanted to chop off my own head and put it in my bed. You know what’s worse? Scarface. I don’t get why everyone freaks out about it.
thecoconutdiariess last blog post..Pigskin Virgin
Does it count if you have seen one scene of The Godfather?
I am a public transport junkie too – now living somewhere where that is a futile love but still – I know the thrill of which you talk.
jeanies last blog post..Facebook on a Friday morning
As a kid, we went to sporting events all the time. Baseball, football, T&F, gymnastics, you name it. My parents taught me to keep score in baseball very early on, and I loved going to baseball games!
Football, now that’s a different story. Nobody explained what was going on. It was just line up, fall down. Long break. Line up, fall down. Repeat. I was SO BORED.
In high school, at one of our football games, one of my girlfriends explained the game to me. AH, FINALLY!! I could follow what was going on! Since then, I love watching football games, particularly collegiate. And do I explain what’s going on to my kids? You betcha. Every sport we watch.
You can tell I read all the way to the end of your list… ’cause I love ya! (Even though I haven’t commented in a long time.)
barbras last blog post..Change
It would take too much time (that I need to get ready to go out tonight) to number how many of these we share. Just let me say, its further confirmed that we were SEPARATED AT BIRTH.
I think someone needs to break it to Mahnee and Crazy Mom.
I hear you on the shower thing. I really like being clean but I hate having to take the time to shower. I could also totally join the “I have not ever seen the Godfather movies” and, finally, I am IN LOVE with the snuggie and TOTALLY WANT ONE. The commercial kind of gives me hives because it feels like one of those “make a million dollars on the internet just by breathing! Get your training kit now for just ninety seven dollars!” websites, but I am in love with the idea of being able to turn the pages of my book or eat some food without having to completely rearrange my blanket. I also kind of want one of those sleeping bag/robes things that keeps popping up in the Bed Bath and Beyond ads!
Erins last blog post..Up Late Need to Blog
i too eavesdrop with the best of them. my psychology graduate experient was on subjective beauty. i guess i’ve had issues with pretty people for a long time.
I have never heard of this dichotic listening. I’m intrigued!
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I love subways and such, but I am not a fan of the bus. They confuse me.
Scarlets last blog post..After All These Years
Why sure I’d love to stay at your place during Blogher, that was so nice of you to ask, lmao. Ok, I so want to go but must find some kind of sponsorship and help…..cannot finance another trip right now………
Jerri Anns last blog post..Jen Lancaster – I was ready to pass out
Hands off, Lady! Mark Grace is mine!! LOL He was my first Cub love. My cousin, too. She lived on the outskirts of the city, and me all the way in the burbs — and we would be on the phone through the ENTIRE Cubs game, just to giggle and talk about how his butt looked as he covered first base. You should have seen the phone bills. 🙂
Sarahs last blog post..Giving Back
LOVE the thing about the NFL teams.
Baffled by The Godfather thing.
Next time you come to DC save a day. We own all three movies. We can have a Godfather marathon at my house.
Sarah, Goon Squad Sarahs last blog post..Why I Almost Had to Explain Exorcism to a Four Year Old