tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033665287709717092.post8548024623719656937..comments2023-10-22T11:45:06.221-04:00Comments on Is there anything left to blog about?: I just got TAGGEDSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08646864058651638075noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5033665287709717092.post-81867000837378211922007-10-19T10:33:00.000-04:002007-10-19T10:33:00.000-04:00Okay, I'm bored at work, so I'll bite:1. I almost ...Okay, I'm bored at work, so I'll bite:<BR/><BR/>1. I almost never drink anything with caffeine in it. Soda and coffee both make me literally gag. I may drink some sort of coffee-based Starbucks concoction from time to time, but only if it doesn't really taste like coffee.<BR/><BR/>2. I have an insanely good memory for useless things. Song lyrics, plot points of books/movies/tv shows, conversations that happened ten years ago... If only I could apply it to some useful pursuit.<BR/><BR/>3. I am constantly mentally preparing myself for some sort of crisis (attempted kidnapping, home invasion, needing to perform CPR) and practicing how I would react. You may call it neurotic, but I just call it being prepared.<BR/><BR/>4. I have never once been to a gynecologist. For some reason I just don't feel it's important.<BR/><BR/>5. I hate making phone calls, especially at work. There are a few people I call on a regular basis that don't bother me, but in general I would prefer never to have to pick up the phone.<BR/><BR/>6. I'm addicted to talk radio. I've even been on the air a handful of times. I think it's related to my sense of suffocating loneliness when there's no conversation or background noise going on.<BR/><BR/>7. When I get anxious (which is pretty much all the time) I lose my appetite and my short-term memory. On the other hand, when I get upset I eat compulsively.<BR/><BR/>8. Sometimes I think I would kill a man for a Spicy Chicken Sandwich from Wendy's.<BR/><BR/>Yay for soul-searching!Elishahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00447814172488833556noreply@blogger.com