I have been tagged

Tagged
Each player of this game starts with the 6 weird things/habits about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read your blog. This is where things get different for me though.....you see, all of the people on my list have been taken and I am not brave enough to tag people that I don't know. I will humour Terrin and Becca by responding to their tags and revealling all of my weirdness.

6 weird habits/things about me :

1) Bad experiences in my life trigger odd reactions...for example, I had a bad experience with corduroy pants back in 1983 and I have NEVER worn corduroy since. I have also vowed to never eat a banana again after feeling ill after eating one in about grade six. I don't like to go to the dentist for similar reasons.

2) I hate raisins and do not eat them. Once my friend's girlfriend shoved a bunch of raisins down into my toothpaste. When they started to come out I thought that they were rabbit turds....ewww.

3) I have an uncanny ability to remember things that most people cannot remember. I remember when things happened ten years after they happened. It is a blessing as well as a curse.

4) I feel that people who brag about being able to shower in two minutes need to be taught a thing or two about hygiene.....like how are you able to wash your entire body in only two minutes? It takes that much time to do a good job on the hands alone never mind the whole body.

5) Clueless, naive, selfish, manipulative, controlling, or lying people and those who are all around dumpfkoppen (German for: dumbhead) annoy me to no end....grrrr...but I don't know if that is really all that weird.....maybe I'll just have to add a bonus item...

6) I have blueflammed

*Bonus) When I was a kid I got a big kick out of laying out in the middle of the pasture and when about 30 or 40 cows would be gathered around me looking at me, trying to eat my clothes, licking my face etc. I would jump up and scream and yell and the cows would scare themselves real bad and go running about the pasture and I would sit there and laugh at their stupidity. Ha ha. Stupid cows...I'll eat you one day!

*Bonus #2)Aparrently, according to Becca, I have bad taste in sweaters. This was brought to light the other day when I was wearing a sweater that I purchased in December of 1997, at Walmart's Portage la Prairie Mall location. I think that it is a nice sweater. It fits well, it is warm, and I don't think that it really looks that bad. It is organic green in colour with some white mixed in. I feel that it really isn't that weird that I wear this remarkable peice of clothing. It has served me well over the years...it is very functional. I don't realy care what people think of it. But for Becca I will post about about my green wool sweater as something that is weird about me.