7 Random Things

I've been tagged in a Blog Meme by Misster Kitty. And far be it from me to ignore a tag. (it just goes to show you that even when I'm flying under the radar, I'm still keeping tabs on all my friends blogs.)

So, here we go. 7 things you may not have known about me, and maybe could've lived without knowing about me. ;)

1. I'm a compulsive nail-biter. It's disgusting. My hands are a mess, and a hand model I will never be. I've tried to stop, but I think I need to seek professional help. Anyone know a good hypnotist? (...and a cheap one at that.)

2. I was a virgin til age 22. What else is there to say about that? It's random. It's a fact and yeah. In retrospect I could've waited longer.

3. I am a perfect 6 on the Kinsey Scale; I have never, ever had even the slightest desire to be with a woman. Even though my first kiss was with a girl. (That kind of sealed the deal.)

4. I do not remember my final semester of high school in the months that followed my dad's death. It's a complete blank. I remember going to my graduation, but that's about it.

5. I have a collection (with Ted) of over 1400 CD's. We have long since run out of places to put them.

6. I've stopped watching television dramas because I can't bare to have them cancelled. I get so attached to the characters that I literally mourn their loss. My favourite soap opera was cancelled in 1996 and I still miss it. ("The City", on ABC -formerly "Loving")

7. I have trouble peeing in a public bathroom. I count in two's and imagine spiders on the wall to try to make myself pee.

And an 8th just for good measure: I hate tomatoes, but routinely enjoy tomato sauce, ketchup, salsa, and sun-dried tomato concocted things.

I'm not tagging anyone, but I would be interested to see what Jerome or Keltie would come up with. Hint Hint.... but no obligation.

Song of the day, is a dirty ol' gem by Prince from the Purple Rain soundtrack. Y'gotta love "Darling Nikki".

I knew a girl named Nikki
I guess u could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby
Masturbating with a magazine
She said how'd u like 2 waste some time
And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind

She took me 2 her castle
And I just couldn't believe my eyes
She had so many devices
Everything that money could buy
She said sign your name on the dotted line
The lights went out
And Nikki started 2 grind

Nikki

The castle started spinning
Or maybe it was my brain
I can't tell u what she did 2 me
But my body will never be the same
Her lovin' will kick your behind
Oh, she'll show u no mercy
But she'll sho'nuff sho'nuff show u how 2 grind

Darlin' nikki

Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasn't there
I looked all over and all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank u 4 a funky time
Call me up whenever u want 2 grind

Oh, Nikki, ohhhh

Come back Nikki, come back
Your dirty little Prince
Wanna grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind grind

Waving from a Window While No One's Looking

Hey there folks,

Yet another month has gone by and I'm still not back to my regular, bloggy self. I wish I could say everything's peachy, but why wouldn't I be telling you all about the peachiness if life were peachy right? I'm all about sharing the peaches.

Truth is: I'm kind of circling the bowl with no real desire to document it. And it seems kind of fake to pretend that nothing's wrong and just blog about other stuff.
Eventually I'll get back to it. I promise. I've enjoyed blogging way to much to give it up entirely. I just don't know when it will be.

In the meantime, (and on a lighter note) this is a frickin' music month for me! Among the releases: Jill Scott, Melissa Etheridge, Chaka Khan, and Queen Latifah! Thus far I only have Melissa Etheridge, and sadly I STILL haven't just sat down and listened to it. But I've also picked up the new BeeGees greatest hits double-album, and I have to say the Teddybears remix of "Stayin' Alive" just f**king rocks. Also, finally picked up the greatest hits by Garbage... "Absolute". Absolute garbage... get it? Well anyway... I love the band even if their name couldn't be further from the truth about their music.

Also... watched a really cool movie called "Next" that I didn't really have high expectations for. When Nicolas Cage is starring in something, you know it's hit and miss. But it was really clever, sci-fi, with only a few plot holes easily ignored in the name of entertainment. It's full of detail though, and jumps around a lot, so you have to give it some extra attention in order to keep up. (or at least I did.) Anyhow... I was pleasantly surprised and it wasn't predictable.

I hope everyone reading this is happy and well. Sorry I've checked-out on ya.

"Tell Me Where It Hurts" by Garbage

What is my day going to look like?
What will my tomorrow bring me?
If I had x-ray eyes, I could see inside
I wouldn’t have to predict the future

I wish that you would do with some talking
How else am I to know what you’re thinking?
If only people would say what it really was
What it really was
What it really was that they wanted

Tell me where it hurts
to hell with everybody else
All I care about is you and that's the truth
They don't love me; I can tell
But you do, so they can go to hell

Did they ever give you a reason
To believe in something different
If you’re looking for love, for what it's worth
I have plenty of it lying around here somewhere

If you are looking for disappointment
You can find it around any corner
In the middle of the night I hold on to you tight
So both of us can feel protected

Tell me where it hurts,
to hell with everybody else.
All I care about is you and that's the truth
they don't love me; yeah I can tell
but you do, so they can go to hell

I’ve been loved but I didn’t know how to feel it
And I’ve been adored but I don’t know if I ever believed it
I’ve been loved my whole life but I didn’t know how to take it
Until...

So tell me where it hurts
to hell with everybody else
All I care about is you and that's the truth
they don't love me, yeah I can tell
But you do, so they can go to hell
But you do, so they can go to hell

Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts
Tell me where it hurts now
Tell me where it hurts...