Where were we... twenty-seven, I think...?
- I don't like having my picture taken, unless I'm doing something goofy or silly. Like, if you ask me to pose for a picture, more than likely, I'll make a face. Eh, I don't really like how I look, I guess, so I figure, if I'm gonna look dumb, it'll be on my terms. And I really, really love taking stupid pictures. Like this and this. This is probably my favorite picture of me.
- I hate hate hate it when people say "irregardless." It's not a word, as far as I'm concerned. I hate that it's so obviously not a word, and yet, people who use it are trying to sound intelligent (they don't). And I really hate when people say "Well, it's in the dictionary." I'm sorry, but in this case, the dictionary is wrong.
- Speaking of things I hate... phone trees that make you talk. OK, we've all called somewhere and gotten a phone tree. "Press 1 to check your balance. Press 2 to transfer money. Press 3 to speak to a representative." You know what I'm talking about, right? Well, I can't stand it when the computer at the other end makes you speak. "Please say the name of the person you're trying to reach." Yeah, whatever! I mean, can you feel any more stupid than when you're talking to a computer on the phone?
Of course, it probably doesn't help that, when I get one of those interrogative phone trees, I'll cuss during every answer. When I do this, well... the computer doesn't understand me:
Computer: "Please say your zip code."
Me: "Listen, you fucking piece of shit. Why can't I just get an operator? Why do I have to put up with this bullshit? OK, fucking fine. My fucking zip code is fucking 9 fucking 2 fucking 1 fucking 2 fucking 2. Are you fucking happy now?"
Computer: "I didn't understand that. Could you please repeat your zip code?"
Grr. - Another thing I hate? Pencils. Seriously, I can't stand writing with a pencil. For some reason, I totally hear the sound of the graphite running across the paper, and it irks me. It gives me that same chill that many people get when they hear fingernails on a chalkboard (strangely, that sound doesn't bother me at all). Consequently, I've always been pretty good at math and crossword puzzles (you have to get good, if you're always working at those in pen, yanno?).
- Just so you don't think I'm just filled with hate... I love dogs. All kinds, all sizes. They're all good dogs, and they're all going to heaven.
- Eh, I'm not just a "dog" person. I love cats, too. And birds. And... and... and... Well, I pretty much love all animals. I just love nature. Yeah, I said it. And I don't care if I sound like a hippie.
- I have three tattoos. In order of appearance - a snake (half arm-band), a dragon (hip, front left side), and another dragon (other half of the arm-band). Am currently considering getting at least one more tat.
- I have an "Orion's Belt" of moles/birthmarks (three in a line) someplace you will never see.
- I played the violin from the time I was in 4th grade until 9th grade. I was pretty good, too, despite not practicing as much as I could. I even made the Anchorage Jr. Youth Symphony for a few years. But alas, I hated my orchestra teacher, so I quit.
- I was a total nerd in high school. I'll admit it. My proof? In 9th grade, I was in the Rubik's Cube Solving club. You know, kinda like the Chess club, except with a Rubik's Cube. My fastest time was a little over 40 seconds.
OK, that's all I've got for now. Well, about that, anyway.
Check this out - OK, I know everybody loves checking their stats and seeing what people were looking up. I just got a referral for someone looking for "her skirt rode up." Now, I don't remember everything I've ever blogged about, so I clicked the link to see what had happened to me that day. Check it out.
And now I'm done. So. How's everybody doing on this fine hump day?
Posted by mikey at 09:53 AM. Filed under: 100 Things •
