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I was tagged by the beauteous Jebbica; may she live forever – not! I consider this to be cruel and unusual punishment and, despite not knowing for what I am being punished, I will play by the rules as set forth above. Here are seven weird and random facts re moi:

1. Until the age of 14, my hair was straight as a pin; it might have had a bit of wave to it, but basically it was straight compared to the tight kinky curls that developed and stayed with me until just recently. I detested those curls because they were constantly just short of a frizzy ‘fro, unmanageable without a myriad of hair products and, so I believed, decidedly unsexy; then I found a product called Easy Straight. Now my hair is straight again; it just hangs on my head like a limp dishrag and won’t hold the most basic of curls. Oh, how I hate it!

2. There’s not a single living plant inside my home. They’re all silk or dried; I’m a literal death sentence and black thumb when it comes to growing vegetation; too much water, not enough, I don’t have a clue, and they would run screaming in terror if they only could.

3. I was raised on a host of dietary items that seem to either gross out a large percentage of the populace or have never even been heard of by an equal percentage:

• Peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches
• Avocados – alone, in guacamole, in BLT sandwiches
• Kumquats – skin, seeds and all
• Artichokes – with butter, with mayo
• Sushi – sashimi, nigeri, and maki mono (with avocado!)
• Pomegranates – spit out the seeds

4. Until I finished my second year of college, I never lived in one place for more than two years. My parents divorced with I was three; my mom took the West coast and my dad the East. I moved between them as they moved up and down their respective coasts, and when I wasn’t living with them, I was living with my Grandmother in Utah. This made for an exciting, if rather unsettled, childhood and I grew up to be very adaptable. I’ve now lived in the same house for almost 15 years.

5. From my early to mid-twenties, I worked a second job as a data entry clerk and junior programmer; had I not feared total isolation enslaved to a computer screen, I would have become a computer scientist at that point. I was also approached at that time to return to college to study mathematics, another subject in which I excelled; however, I chose to pursue a career in procurement as it seemed to tie together all three of the disciplines in which I was interested: Interpersonal Communication (face-to-face negotiation), Mathematics (cost and price analysis), and Computer Technology (conversion from paper-based systems to digital). I never regretted the decision.

6. I don’t shave my body hair; I epilate; which means I have a little machine that rips the hairs out by their roots at speeds guaranteed to make most people’s eyes water and then pop out. I don’t know whether to count it a blessing or not, but my body hair has always been very light-colored, fine and thin; sounds like the last thing you’d want to do is removed it, right? But if left to it’s own resources, it would soon be long enough to braid, which in my opinion is rather unattractive. I want smooth and bald as the day I was born (excepting the hairs on my head — I’ll keep those, thank you very much). So off with the fur and damn the twinges — for that’s all it is to me — pain is very relative when you live with a chronic illness like Hereditary Angio Edema.

7. I hereby confess that I wear thongs. I figure since my panties were always trying to wedge themselves into the crack of my ass of their own volition anyways, rather than get my panties in a bunched up wad, I’d just cut to the chase and go for a tiny little string and no panty line ever again — took a while to get used to but, happy to say, ain’t never looked back (LOL!).

Now, let’s see, who can I put the strong arm on to exercise a little unjustifiable “punishment?”

1. Jamie
2. Stacy
3. Pink
4. Eva
5. Steve AKA “Dragon”
6. Shawn AKA “Ogre”
7. David AKA “Pup”

Oh dear, my wicked and wild Wiccan streak is showing!