I, Observant, having been tagged by Poseidon, will now proceed to list things about Me!Me!Me! in alphabetical order.
The legal “yadda, yadda” as quoted from Muse’s site, via Grace’s site:
“The instructions say that each player starts with some random facts/habits about himself/herself. As you are tagged you need to post the rules and your responses on your own blog. At the end of your post, you need to choose some people to tag, list their names and, of course, leave them a comment, telling they have been tagged and they need to read your blog for more information.”
A: Alpha female. Oh yeah, I’m the dominatrix.
B: Blogger – It’s the hobby that keeps me sane and my wit sharp
C: Coco, my dog
D: Daddy’s girl – that’s me
E: Earth sign. No air or water for me, folks.
F: Fuck. I say it pretty frequently. However, I’ve never said it in front of my mother.
G: Glasses – my constant fashion accessory. Also provides access to the visual world.
H: Hippie – my answer to the question “what do you want to be when you grow up?”
I: Ichthyology – the subject I would least likely study. I do not like fish of any kind, shape or smell. It is my fervent hope that someday all fish will be declared unsafe to eat so I will no longer be subject to the exclamations of “you don’t like FISH? Are you kidding?” I’m not kidding.
J: Julian, my one and only child
K: Ken, of course! The love of my life
L: Licentious. No, really. I am.
M: Music – always on. A continual fascination for me.
N: Nutrition – what I have my degree in. Turns out I should have been a business major.
O: Obituaries – I read them and try to figure out who committed suicide. Hey, you asked! Oh, and Observant, natch.
P: People-watcher (see: Observant).
Q: Quiet – I’m the listener and seem to be surrounded by friends who talk a lot. This is a nice combination for me.
R: Remodeling hell – where I’ll be soon
S: Smart. I’m smart and I’m a damn smart-ass. No matter what the tragic event, I’m always looking for a way to make fun of it. This pisses people off frequently.
T: Tink, my tuxedo cat. He thinks he’s Carey Grant. It’s possible he may be CG reincarnated. There is a distinct British accent in the meow.
U: Underestimated. People look at me and think “what a straight-laced chick.” Ha! If they only knew.
V: Sometimes there’s just not enough Valium
W: My most despised middle initial right now.
X: Are you kidding?
Y: Young at heart. There’s no way I’m this old. No fucking way.
Z: Again, what’s with the freaky letters? Who has a Z quality?
I’m supposed to tag, but I’m a chronic rule breaker. So steal if you feel the spirit move ya!