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theladyrose) wrote2007-01-07 08:03 pm
theladyrose) wrote2007-01-07 08:03 pm
it's nifty making new friends in strange places - bonus points if you get the TV reference
I've forgotten that the shift key doesn't work on my laptop. The inability to use parentheses, upon which I know I abuse but love anyway, is starting to drive me crazy. No colons either, nor question marks. I'm seriously tempted to spring...except that I have no idea how to get to any store that sells wireless keyboards without getting a cab. I'm pretty much out of electrical outlets on my side of the room, anyway.
Speaking of cabs, if you have to befriend anyone in LA, taxi drivers are one of your wisest choices. During the holiday travel season it's a pain to find a taxi anywhere - in San Francisco, by contrast, there are more taxis than residents- and if one of them is busy they're more than happy to have a friend pick you up.
That, and they're generally interesting people. There's this one Egyptian flight instructor with the bad luck to have immigrated just a month before 9/11. Another guy used to jump off skyscrapers for fun and was fined one dollar for each floor he jumped off the Empire State Building because he couldn't be charged with anything else. The funniest conversation I've ever had was with a grumpy Russian man, who, upon seeing a billboard for Borat, proceeded to give me a lecture on the great culture and history of the Kazakhstanian people before and ranted about the cultural ignoramuses that are Americans before recommending the movie because it was very funny.
No, I'm not exactly hitting it up in Hollywood every weekend. I seem to have some strange memory for most of the cab drivers I've met over the past year from different places. But why I remember them more than the other kinds of random people I encounter, I have no idea.
I just realized I left my Elmer Bernstein concert notes - from which I've promised myself to write up a full review, so now I won't be able to work on that until February.
RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.
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gandydancer tagged me. Because she is magical and awesome, I have a random triptastic present for her and any other ex-C3ers here - the Scarecrow of Romney Marsh theme.
I have another random gift foreyepiece_simile - the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room song.
1. I feel really uncomfortable when other people are in the room while I'm brushing my teeth or washing my face.
2. The only caffeinated drink I will consume is tea. I never use any chemical stimulants to stay awake.
3. I don't really sing in the shower anymore, but I have been known to start signing when doing the dishes, either songs not in English or random musical numbers.
4. The two lasting scars below my right elbow and below my left knee have extremely boring origins. The former was the result of sitting down cross-legged during 7th grade advisory and rising too quickly, forgetting that I had a mechanical pencil whose graphite was pointed towards my body in my pocket. The latter came about the day before the graduation of the class of 2005 when I tripped over a roughly carpeted step at home.
5. I have an incredible knack for losing umbrellas.
6. When I was in elementary school, I held an arbitrary grudge against Iceland.
7. I actually look at the in-game 'Trail Guide' for the Oregon Trail game.eyepiece_simile and inkwelling have sadly witnessed this.
8. In my girl scout troop (yes, I was a dedicated scout for a few years) I placed second in selling the most boxes of cookies; I sold around 250 boxes, and I swear my parents only bought 4. One kindly neighbor across the street actually bought 13! No one else was crazy or stupid enough to cover my very steep and hilly neighborhood, so I pretty much had a monopoly. I ended up earning a plush chestnut pony stuffed animal I never named that I still have.
The girl who beat me (whose father, somewhat tangentially, was a pediatrician named Payne who worked with another pediatrician named Hertz; as they scared away too many patients when their names were announced, they eventually became GPs) by selling roughly 400 boxes had the advantage of being able to target customers at her father's medical practice. Sadly enough, I'm still a little jealous of that friend.
9. Kissing as an expression of romantic love increasingly confuses me as an asexual. Is there actually an evolutionary explanation for this? Maybe ramming one's tongue down one's beloved's mouth is a subconscious reminder that one's supposed to be inserting a certain body part into a certain orifice?
10. I have a unique ability to attract the attention of zealous female missionaries of Korean descent on any college campus where I spend two weeks or more.
Edit - whoops, I forgot to tag people. I'd be interested in seeing responses fromeyepiece_simile, dragonfly66, annasmiles, one_blankpage, romanticizing and horosha.
Speaking of cabs, if you have to befriend anyone in LA, taxi drivers are one of your wisest choices. During the holiday travel season it's a pain to find a taxi anywhere - in San Francisco, by contrast, there are more taxis than residents- and if one of them is busy they're more than happy to have a friend pick you up.
That, and they're generally interesting people. There's this one Egyptian flight instructor with the bad luck to have immigrated just a month before 9/11. Another guy used to jump off skyscrapers for fun and was fined one dollar for each floor he jumped off the Empire State Building because he couldn't be charged with anything else. The funniest conversation I've ever had was with a grumpy Russian man, who, upon seeing a billboard for Borat, proceeded to give me a lecture on the great culture and history of the Kazakhstanian people before and ranted about the cultural ignoramuses that are Americans before recommending the movie because it was very funny.
No, I'm not exactly hitting it up in Hollywood every weekend. I seem to have some strange memory for most of the cab drivers I've met over the past year from different places. But why I remember them more than the other kinds of random people I encounter, I have no idea.
I just realized I left my Elmer Bernstein concert notes - from which I've promised myself to write up a full review, so now I won't be able to work on that until February.
RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.
gandydancer tagged me. Because she is magical and awesome, I have a random triptastic present for her and any other ex-C3ers here - the Scarecrow of Romney Marsh theme.I have another random gift for
eyepiece_simile - the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room song.1. I feel really uncomfortable when other people are in the room while I'm brushing my teeth or washing my face.
2. The only caffeinated drink I will consume is tea. I never use any chemical stimulants to stay awake.
3. I don't really sing in the shower anymore, but I have been known to start signing when doing the dishes, either songs not in English or random musical numbers.
4. The two lasting scars below my right elbow and below my left knee have extremely boring origins. The former was the result of sitting down cross-legged during 7th grade advisory and rising too quickly, forgetting that I had a mechanical pencil whose graphite was pointed towards my body in my pocket. The latter came about the day before the graduation of the class of 2005 when I tripped over a roughly carpeted step at home.
5. I have an incredible knack for losing umbrellas.
6. When I was in elementary school, I held an arbitrary grudge against Iceland.
7. I actually look at the in-game 'Trail Guide' for the Oregon Trail game.
eyepiece_simile and inkwelling have sadly witnessed this.8. In my girl scout troop (yes, I was a dedicated scout for a few years) I placed second in selling the most boxes of cookies; I sold around 250 boxes, and I swear my parents only bought 4. One kindly neighbor across the street actually bought 13! No one else was crazy or stupid enough to cover my very steep and hilly neighborhood, so I pretty much had a monopoly. I ended up earning a plush chestnut pony stuffed animal I never named that I still have.
The girl who beat me (whose father, somewhat tangentially, was a pediatrician named Payne who worked with another pediatrician named Hertz; as they scared away too many patients when their names were announced, they eventually became GPs) by selling roughly 400 boxes had the advantage of being able to target customers at her father's medical practice. Sadly enough, I'm still a little jealous of that friend.
9. Kissing as an expression of romantic love increasingly confuses me as an asexual. Is there actually an evolutionary explanation for this? Maybe ramming one's tongue down one's beloved's mouth is a subconscious reminder that one's supposed to be inserting a certain body part into a certain orifice?
10. I have a unique ability to attract the attention of zealous female missionaries of Korean descent on any college campus where I spend two weeks or more.
Edit - whoops, I forgot to tag people. I'd be interested in seeing responses from
eyepiece_simile, dragonfly66, annasmiles, one_blankpage, romanticizing and horosha.