Ah-ha. Like that is it? Tagging eh? Sounds like a challenge that mind Taylor.
Alreet then, since I'm still transmitting (as far as I know) I may as well keep myself distracted. It is, certainly, better than the marking that I am staring at at the moment.
So. I've been asked to admit to 5 obsessions. Megan seems to have cheated a bit I think on hers but I see her point.
Do I have obsessions anymore noteworthy than the average non-radio-frazzled mortal? Hmmm. I dunno.
See my brother used to have an obsession with clothing labels. Not, you understand, in a fashion conscious sense. No. Rather in a tactile stroky sort of sense. And no, I don't even mean the quality of materials of the clothing.
I mean the actual, physical label.
He used to wander up to people, put his arms up around their necks (he was quite small at this point) and make a "hug-me-cos-I'm-small" type face. Then he'd fondle the label of their tops.
So, obviously a little disturbed by this, my gran then cut the labels out of all our clothes to try and stop him.
He cried until mam cut up one of satiny scarfs for him.
He wore that through over the next six months...
See, now that's a good obsession.
And I used to have a friend that was obsessed with picking at the skin on his finger-knuckle-joint thingy when he sucked his thumb. (Again, this was a little while ago.) He spent so long sucking his thumb and picking at the skin that eventually created a fleshy sort of build up of skin on that knuckle that he would prod into shapes.
It had to be cut off.
He now plays with Bluetac.
And again, I can't top that.
However, I've been challenged, so I've got to get something down don't I?
So fine:
1. Coffee
2. The phrase "juggling monkeys"
3. Discovering who stole my Woody Wood Pecker T Shirt
4. My Saturday night Chinese (172 & 174 with Crispy Spring Rolls) with my Geet Mint PR Guru.
5. Finding new ways not to mark; to plan lessons; to teach lessons and to spend more time with my Geet Mint PR Guru...
Oh... And so now I have to tag people don't I?
Hmmm...
Ok:
Rachel the Recording Lady
B the Suspiciously Absent Lady
Stephen the Short Story Writing Man
Jen the All Over Crazy Lady
and, but of course:
My Geet Mint PR Guru Lady
Why I wrote Disraeli Avenue for charity
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The houses on Disraeli Avenue all looked the same, the same shape, the same
size but behind each coloured front door there was a story, a secret, a
need....
10 years ago
2 comments:
me - cheating?? as if . . .
Of course we are all obsessed wirh coffee. I don't even think that counts for us (twitching, flinching, frowning) writing types.
Therefore I'm demanding another one please (when you've finished your Chinese of course)
Ah crap. Really?
How bout... Biscuits? No? Chocolate? Still rubbish?
Ooooooh. I know:
1. I obsess over the fact that I should be writing more - and obsessing less.
How's that?
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