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Everything you never wanted to know about me…

… and were too bored to ask. Yes, kittens, it’s time to overshare pointless details of my life. Not that blogging isn’t, to some extent, exactly that, but since I have been doubletagged on the Five Things You Don’t Know About Me meme, I guess you really, really want to know. What next, you’ll be digging through my sock drawer? Anyway …

  1. I don’t like orange. The fruit, not the color. I adore all other citrus fruits, even tangerine, but somehow orange really turns me off, so much so that the smell of the oils that get kicked off when one is peeled actually nauseates me.
  2. I don’t know how to ride a bike. Chalk this up to a spastic and stubborn childhood. Thirty-mumble years later, I am evidently still as spastic and stubborn as ever.
  3. I can’t swim. See #2.
  4. I have siblings young enough to be my own children. My brother is 16 years younger than me; my sister is 26 years younger. We all have the same father, and none of us has the same mother.
  5. I have more hair than you. I don’t care who you are. All my life I have had the thickest, coarsest, wiriest mop of ash-brown hair. I have amazed and astonished hair cutters of all stripes. For the first couple of decades of my life it was the bane of my existence. Then I learned to stop trying to tell my hair what to do and just go with the flow. It’s still all there (some of it less brown than before), and I have gleefully adopted the insane bedhead ‘do that is my birthright.

    How thick is my hair? Well, thick enough to hide the fact that I have a three-inch gnarly scar on the back of my head. Wait, does that make six things? Forget I said anything.

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  1. I was tagged too but I’ve been in deep hiding. That Sarah has been coughing her viral meme around with such glee! πŸ˜‰
    Out of curiosity, have you ever had the desire to learn to bike or swim? Or is it really something you just don’t care about?

  2. Damn that contagious Sarah!
    It’s not so much that I’m not interested in learning. In fact, I half-heartedly tried to learn to ride a bike about 10 years ago. But living in the city is not super conducive to *learning* how to ride a bike; you kind of have to be a pro already. And as for swimming, I’ve always had a little bit of aquaphobia. In part it’s because I can’t swim, so that’s very Catch 22, but I just don’t really dig water that much.

  3. You don’t like ORANGES?! I don’t think I’ve ever heard of such an aversion… But I know people who dislike all kinds of random foods. I wonder if there is something biochemical that makes certain foods taste bad to some people and not others.

  4. I know, I know. I actually know exactly one other person who shares this affliction. By contrast, my friend Matthew has a lot of food issues, and loves that I dislike oranges as it is the one thing he can lord over me, cuz I seriously like pretty much every other edible thing on earth.

  5. My eldest son can’t stand the smell of oranges, so you aren’t the only person who has a sensitivity to a particular smell. And my son & I have really thick wavy hair also.

  6. Well, I bet you just put Dr. McDreamy in a stir with all that hair talk…My money is on Sweet Sean…
    Anni πŸ™‚

  7. WAIT!! You don’t wear boxers??? As in your wear briefs or you go commando?? Inquiring minds want to know.

  8. Pene: So glad to know I’m not alone … on all counts!
    Anni: I have a guilty confession. I didn’t know who Dr. McDreamy was. I’m kind of a pop culture retard. Crap, that’s eight things now, isn’t it?
    OTEOSTRMY: Sorry, I’m already way over quota on personal factoids revealed. Girl’s gotta have some mystique, ya know? (And wow, that acronym looks like some kind of complicated medical procedure…)

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