Tagged by blpurdom

[pegkerr]

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. I have an obsessive dread that I will someday drop my keys, either down a storm drain in the street or in the crack just beyond the open door of an elevator.

2. Whenever I take the girls in for their portraits, I drive them crazy by being obsessive about their hair: I always bring a comb and fuss around them to make sure no wisps of hair are sticking up or out of place. Our long-time photographer thinks this is amusing. The girls find it aggravating in the extreme. Often, a large part of the challenge is getting them to smile when in actuality they are hacked off at me.

3. kijjohnson and I talk at noon every Sunday, as we have for years. If we can't make our Sunday noon date, we try to arrange for another time. Best friendships need respect and regular maintenance.

4. I have a specific place for everything on my desk at work. The stapler, paper clip holder, notepad, etc., must always be in exactly the same place when I leave at night. I attribute this to the fact that my house is usually out of my control because of the people I live with, and so I make up for it by being anal about the one space I totally control.

5. I do straddle stretches every day after lunch. I am aggravated that I can't seem to stretch out my inner groin muscles any farther--I used to be as flexible as Delia, and I am trying to get it back. I go into the empty office just across from my desk, close the door, go down on the floor, and stretch. And curse in aggravation because I just don't seem to be getting any more flexible.

6. I will not wear anything orange near my face. I think it makes me look bilious.

7. When I get obsessed by certain songs, I have been known to play them hundreds of times in a row.

I tag dreamshark, pazlazuli, jbru, huladavid, aeditimi, nmalfoy and kiwiria

Comments

[anemonerose.livejournal.com]

Hee on your #1. I *did* drop my keys down the elevator shaft at the bookstore. And it took two days before anyone came out to retrieve them, thanks to a huge series of miscommunications between the managers (I thought you were going to call? Well I thought *you* were calling. Etc). Thankfully we had an extra car key, and my mom ran it up to me before the end of my shift. Otherwise that would have been *bad*. :))

re: your number 1

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

Through two amazing feats of skill and dexterity, I have dropped my non-driver's ID and my very favorite glass pepper necklace down elevator shafts. However, and this is much important, I got them both back, and they're fine (the necklace a little worse for wear, but still well beyond functional).

I do kinda worry about storm drains, but usually regarding my cellphone, as that would be totally destroyed if it got that sort of wet, and then I'd lose everyone's phone number, and I don't have everyone saved elsewhere, let alone all the numbers and so I'd not only not be able to talk to them, I wouldn't know I was supposed to miss them! (I use my phone as a storage site for people I miss--the phone numbers don't work any more, but I still keep them in there so I see them when I'm scrolling through and miss them.)

[tesla-aldrich.livejournal.com]

Apparently lots of folks are concerned about dropping their keys down drains, and sometimes the consequences are good: take a look at the sixth postcard down on http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

[mark356.livejournal.com]

#7-- I thought I was the only one who did that!

#5-- Are you sure that you're wearing clothes that will let you stretch as much as you need to? You'd be surprised at what can be restrictive.

[kiwiria.livejournal.com]

It's payback time I see ;-)

I want to write a "I'm back from London" post first, but promise I'll get around to it :)