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My-Mama-Drama tagged me for the ‘8 Random Things about Me’ Meme.
Here are the rules:
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and include their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment on their blog and tell them they’ve been tagged, and to come back and read your blog for the whole story.
1. As honey-roasted-peanut-butter-brown [I ? my own skin tone, is that a crime?] as I am, I blush naturally. My cheeks will turn the most violent shade of pink when I’m hot or cold and sometimes, when I’m embarrassed. Also, when I’m angry, or anticipating anger, my ears become hot. It feels as if all the blood rushes to them and they are on fire. Seriously, if you touch them, they are hot to the touch. Actually though, don’t touch them, or me. Because if my ears are hot I’m probably going to go the fuck off very shortly and you don’t want to be anywhere near me.
2. I am a true believer that personality and/or intelligence can make a person more physically attractive. Well, especially intelligence. No, it won’t disguise the double chin or the scrawny arms but it will make them less noticeable. Of course it’s best to be sweet, smart, and gorgeous, but if you can’t be all, be the two aforementioned.
3. I get way too invested in my television dramas. I am livid that they are once again switching up the main players on some of the Law & Orders. L&O is losing Detective Ed Green and SVU is losing Detective Lake and ADA Novak. And, CSI: is ridding itself of Warrick Brown. What in the holy hell is going on with my shows!?! I cried at the season finale of Eli Stone, and I was absolutely floored at the official announcement by NBC that they won’t be renewing Journeyman. TV stresses me the fuck out.
4. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, my beef stew is the best on the planet. I guarantee it. Yes, better than your Montana born and raised grandmother’s. The beef quite literally melts in your mouth, the carrots and potatoes absorb all the flavors of the seasonings, the gravy is just thick enough to coat your spoon. It’s fucking perfect.
5. I have maintained my slave-traded chocolate free stance completely since discovering the cause. I’ve had not one product containing cocoa from The Ivory Coast. As much as I love a Snicker’s, I’ve not had a taste of one. Not a brownie, not a chocolate chip cookie, not a kiss, nothing. Yay, me!
6. I’m going to return to vegetarianism soon. I haven’t yet decided if I’m going to take the girls back with me. They were both vegetarian for a decent period of their lives, but then I decided that it’s a choice that I don’t want to force on them. That they should be able to decide whether they value the existence of non-sentient beings enough to avoid eating them for themselves. Now I think that letting them eat meat is just as drastic a decision as not letting them. So I’m torn.
7. I have an intense crush on Al Pacino. I always have, as long as I can remember. I’m supposed to see 88 minutes tomorrow night, and I’m sure I’ll swoon over his old ass the entire time. No matter how old he gets, I will love him. And find him sexually enticing. Wrinkly, shriveled, age-spotted and all…
8. I’m working on Indecisive Pt. 2. It looks like there will be more than just one part – probably 2 or 3. So, a happy medium for those of you who wanted it to be weekly. I’ve carefully avoided having to write any sex scenes. Using ‘throbbing member’ and ‘heaving breasts’ just doesn’t sound as natural to me as ‘dick/cock’ and ‘tits’. So unless you want some ‘…and he thrust his cock deep inside of her, eyes rolling back from the pleasure: the wetness, tightness…’, you want to avoid me writing anything dealing with sex. I’m just sayin’…
“You look like mommy.”
