51 R A N D O M AND O D D THINGS A B O U T me
1. i’m not like everyone else. i’m sure you figured that out already though.
2. i use to collect watches. i never wore them though. i still don’t.
3. i believe that everything needs to be fair.
4. i’m ALWAYS misunderstood. i mean, it doesn’t matter what i say, someone will screw it up and i get knee deep in crap for it. i swear, nothing pisses me off more. oh wait…go on to five.
5. i hate it when someone has a problem with me and goes to other people about it. i mean, if you have a damn problem with something i did or said, come to me. it makes me want to scream when i hear second hand about someone being mad at me for something random.
6. i gave birth to three little girls. not at the same time though.
7. i hate drama. not the movie type, but the actual real thing. i love good gossip every now and again, but leave your drama at home.
8. i drink rootbeer when i’m sad.
9. my mom and sister are my bestest friends in the whole wide world.
10. i own too many pairs of shoes. if i had more shoes i might be happier though.
11. i’m a scuba-diver. i don’t like cold water scuba diving. i’m too poor to go to maui and do the kind of scuba diving i love.
12. i can sleep in my bra.
13. this is my favorite number.
14. my theory is; i’m not paying back my student loan until i get a job that requires the use of my degree. i paid off my student loan.
15. i believe in god. i love church, but i hate the people that go to church on Sunday and then can be mean, evil and hypocritical all week long. i don’t want to be that person so i talk to god at home. sometimes he talks back.
16. one of these days i will be free.
17. my favorite football team is the raiders. i wear the kickers jersey.
18. i’m pretty sure the world will come crashing in the day my mom dies.
19. i can’t eat fish, it makes me sick.
20. if you’re my friend, i will love you and cherish you forever.
21. i bite.
22. my whole life revolves around my children. every choice i make involves the welfare of my children.
23. i didn’t have a storybook childhood, but i don’t blame everything that happens in my life on the shit that happened when i lived in the red house.
24. i wanted to be a dallas cowboy cheerleader when i was little.
25. i don’t have a favorite color. if you gave me multiple choice i could pick a color for you though.
26. i use to collect divorced men. i had a nice collection going for awhile, but they all turned on me and found normal girlfriends.
27. my baby toe has the stupidest small nail you will ever see.
28. i love christian troy from nip/tuck.
29. my cars have always had names.
30. i hate mean people. i really do. i mean HATE them with a passion. they annoy me to no end. why do people have to get all mean and nasty with other people? when people get mean with other people in public for any reason it just shows no class what-so-ever
31. sky-diving is NOT on my list of things to do.
32. french-irish-indian. what were my parents thinking?
33. my mom and dad are divorced.
34. i have ex boyfriends who live in: Texas, Utah, Washington & Canada. it’s so much easier to tell the girls that they moved, then that mommy got sick of hearing the sound of their voice.
35. martin luther king jr. wrote a letter that moved me more than anything else i have ever read.
36. i fell asleep at a grateful dead concert.
37. ethan thompson was my first. sorry mom, i know you wished it was someone better, but hey…here’s to things only getting better.
38. i’ve never met anyone stronger, smarter and more fair than my friend lisa.
39. i’m not a bitch. i always wanted to be one, but i’m not.
40. $80 was spent in beer so i could win a game of pool. it was so worth it.
41. photography has always been a huge part of my life.
42. i always get what i want, even though it never works out the way i want it too.
43. i believe in rumi and his words.
44. i have horrible anxiety attacks on a daily basis.
45. hope is my favoritest thing in the whole world.
46. i live in a house. the house is located in a ritzy part of town. i’m broke as hell.
47 feng shui ruined my marriage.
48. my favorite movie for a long time was “Real Genius”.
49. i have a degree in computer science/network administration. i don’t use it though.
50. al green is my favorite singer. i want to see him sing live before i die….or he dies.
51. sometimes when i get sad i listen to van morrison. it doesn’t make me feel better but it gives me hope that there is a bright side of the road.
Tell me something random about you. I need a little bit of cheering up.
64 responses to “dear god, please let the medicine kick in.”
Growing up, I never imagined what it would be like to be a grown up. I always thought I would be dead before I got there.
I never wish for youth again. Ever. Now that I am a grown up, my life is so much better than it was when I was a kid. I had zero power and zero hope.
Something random…..and cheer worthy…
This morning before work I had 6…yes 6 full soft fresh toilet rolls in the bag they are packaged in, sitting in my bathroom awaiting the need to be used, for the things we use toilet tissue (or in Aussiespeak “bog rolls”)for.
I just got back from the shop, thank goodness for late night shopping, with a brand NEW pack of 6 bog rolls.
Whats that?? Why do I need 12 bog rolls? Oh I dont! There is only 2 ppl in this house. and 1 dog….and 1 puppy….see where Im going…so we go to work and we think we close all the doors but obviously we didnt as I came home to none..zero..zip…zilch bog rolls.
Well that were useable.
All 6 of them are at this moment scattered across my back yard in teeny tiny puppy ripped bits.
If I didnt love that puppy..Id be looking for a new home for her!
Hope that cheered you a little!!
*hugs*
Shell
P.S. I hope today is a peaceful day, Kristine.
The sunrise in Boston is gorgeous. Orange, pink and red.
Something totally random about me?
Here you go…
I sleep in my socks. Even if I’m naked…I still have socks on. Even during sex I usually have my socks on. After I get out of the shower the first thing I put on is my socks. Socks before I cover my fat ass with my big girl bloomers.
I’m sure Frued would have a reason as to why I am this way, but he can go jump off a cliff..I totally dig my socks.
I can’t argue in my underwear.
I have an irrational fear that the police will come into my house and arrest me for something I didn’t do. This fear is so real to me that if I see a cop car driving down the street slowly I close my front door and lock it. Oh and I’m 25 and have never commited a crime. I’m just a stay at home mom who shops too much. LOL talk about crazy right!
I can curl my tongue into a three leaved clover. Is that the kind of thing you were looking for??
Hope things brighten up shortly.
I won’t drink things I can’t see thru and will only eat sandwiches if they are cut in half diagonally – should I continue ? :)
Al Green is a minister at a church in Memphis, TN. I think you should go there sometime to see him. I don’t like churches myself, but I think that HAS to be a religious experience in the true sense.
Oh Kristine you are so not alone…here is 100 things one never wanted to know about me:
http://wanttolisten.blogspot.com/
And I will give you some here:
Chris asked my dad if he could marry me on a Saturday and the following Friday my dad died. He died on a business trip in Tennessee!
I sleep in lots and lots of clothing even in the summer!
I love to give gifts, I like nothing more than to see people smile because I give them something.
Here is 59 – 61:
59. My dad owned race horses when we were growing up. One of them almost went to the Kentucky Derby.
60. My favorite memory of my dad is when I was about seven years old. My dad wanted to let my mom sleep in so he took the three of us little kids out to breakfast. When we returned to the house several hours later, my mom had asked us where we had been, why we were still in our pajamas, why our hair hadn’t been brushed and what were we thinking, wearing sandals with our winter jackets. We told her that we had gone to see the horses work out. We didn’t realize that my mom would be upset that Dad had taken us to breakfast at the track. She didn’t seem as excited as we were that we had each won $50 by betting on the horses – we thought we were rich. After breakfast that day, my dad took us to the toy store and let us get anything we wanted. I still remember my brother Jeff got a Barbie Doll because I had one. When mom asked him why we weren’t dressed, he said he didn’t realize that we were in our Pajamas. When she asked why he bought Jeff a Barbie, dad said he was sure Jeff wanted one because he liked her body (he was 6 years old).
61. My dad taught me how to pick a horse. I could pick a horse before I could really read and I was good at it. I still am good at it. So if you need someone to go to the Track with just let me know.
Now there is some random thoughts! Hope they cheer you up! We are all random Kristine thats what makes us all special!
Hugs!
hey i must be like you cuz i’m not like anyone else either :P hehe just messin.
hmmm something random…oh i name all my cars too! i have had Monster, The Grinch, The Whore, Suzie Cierra, and now I have Jazzy.
but something random about me. i love rapper’s delight and can sing most of it until i forget the words. i also can do the entire song of we didn’t start the fire. my next project is it’s the end of the world by rem.
I have this big bump above my right eye. Its been getting bigger and bigger for a couple of days. I woke up this morning and the bump is just a little bit smaller but somehow its effecting my eye right below it.
Its making my eye droop and as a doctor I’m thinking that whatever it is it is draining into my eye. I have to go to the Doctors, another doctor, today to see whats up or I can just hope that its draining internally.
I do’t know how I got the bump. I have a lot of spiders in my house and maybe I got bit at night. I don’t recall bumping into anything.
The doctor will give me shit about smoking and not getting a physical. I have not seen the doctor in ages, like years and years.
My son is with me this week. There is snow on the ground. It is probably a little below freezing. I cleaned my kitchen after 2 weeks last night. I went to Chucky Cheese Yesterday and oogled at a bunch of Mom’s (I like when they bend over to help their kids at mini games because I can see their tits if they are wearing low cut shirts.)
They numbered my son and I #37 in Chucky Cheese I never go to Chucky’s without my kids…that is just creepy…I’m 44 for crying out loud.
Amber at http://ambercoloredlife.blogspot.com/
is moving to the twin cities and whining about it. I think she just needs the High Hard one to quiet her down a little.
I’m actually quite happy my long distance relationship is over. What a pain in the ass time consuming, money wasting pursuit that is. I’m of the opinion that women are just a pain in the ass for any extended period of time but when I get around to it I’ll see if I can find some woman who wants friends with benefits not future hope type of woman.
My friend R.E. Dirt is watching my son Wolf-Boy while I go to class tonight. The only restrictions are:
Nothing over 30-Proof
No All Midget XXX movies (they creep him out)
My balls itch right now.
Dr. H.O. Potamus-Random enough?
I use a pencil as a pacifier. I have to run it through my fingers. I can’t go long without penciling my hands. I sleep with a pencil. Weird.
Kim, that is fucking weird…get over it already.
Dr H.O. Potamus
Kim, step away from the pencil.
Kristine, I love your list, but I’d suggest being a cheerleader for a better NFL team. (Let’s hope Tammy doesn’t see that.)
((((HUGS))))
Come to Big Hair Land and I’ll make it ALL better. I have special smokes.
I used to want to be a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader too! And I hate that team! (apologizes now to anyone who likes the team)
I had anxiety everyday for two years then it just kind of stopped. I get it every now and again but that is few and far between.
I hope you have a great day (minus an attack)!!!
you may not be like other people, but we have 14 things in common.
something random about me…you, your blog, and a few other female bloggers have inspired me with fearless writing, not being afraid to write even though *your mom* reads your blog. i have two blogs, one for my 3d friends, one for my 2d friends. why can’t i just be the same person for both groups? why am i more comfortable sharing my most private thoughts with the 2d ones? even if it was mostly about how i’m fat and need to lose weight?
so this week i retired my 2d blog with the goal of being less afraid to share some real parts of me with my 3d group. i’m tired of feeling like there’s the me i want people to see, then the real me. its tiring.
thank you.
Well you pretty much know some random things about me.
I talk real funny.
I say fuck a lot..like wayyyyy to much.
I have nervous breakdowns on a daily basis.
I heart you and hope you feel better soon.
Funny, I just wrote about something super-random about myself yesterday….but you’ll have to come over to klog to see what it is. :)
*hugs*
Random stuff about me… I also have anxiety/panic attacks. Pretty often. I wouldn’t say they are on a daily basis but they’ve been happening a lot lately. I’ve never been to the Grand Canyon, yet I’ve flown over it several times. Hmm..I would fly across the country just to tell off my ex boyfriend.
I have a 13″ penis.
I am a compulsive liar.
I share a lot of things with you. Like always being misunderstood by someone. It was why I only had like 3 friends in high school.
it was chris’s performance!
(you should see my pinky toenails…)
The best friends to have are the ones you can fart in front of.
I can’t think of anything else to say–i’m only on my first cup of coffee ;)
*BEAR HUG*
I drink rootbeer when I’m sad, too–that and Dr. Pepper.
I’ll give you two:
I never imagined I’d have held two jobs that I have done:
Cost Accountant and College Professor
I like to listen to Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon when I need to concentrate on something I’m working on.
Hope your day gets better
Random Boob Sweat…
1. I had anxiety attacks for years; I was on meds that made me feel HORRIABLE (effexor). I read so much info online to figure out a way to get over these attacks. Once I figured out what worked for me…I stopped getting them.
2. What worked? Breathing and counting. How crazy is that?
3. Sam has to wait till I get to the top of the steps before he can start coming up. If he doesn’t I feel like I’m being chased and that TOTALLY freaks me out.
4. None of my food can touch. AT ALL!
5. I bite my nails something horrible if I don’t have acrylics.
6. I eat soy sauce on my popcorn. Try it!!! REALLY GOOD.
7. I think I am going thru post partum depression, inflicted by a child I didn’t give birth to.
8. I have Restless Leg Syndrome and TMJ.
9. Don’t forget about the boob sweat…lots of that!
10. There are so many things about YOU that I wish I was or I am striving to be.
I hope your day brightens up. (((HUGGS)))
Hmmmmm… something random – and a bit odd…
I remove the chunky, nasty, white umbilical cord globs out of eggs when I cook with them. They completely, and utterly disgust me. If someone else is cooking – and I don’t see them… I’m fine. Even though I know they’re in there. However, if I’m doing the cooking – and I see how thick and nasty they are, they HAVE GOT TO GO. Ick.
How ’bout that ;)
Random Montana Anna-ism:
I always wonder what people look like naked.
I will load my family up in the car to go wherever it is we are going. I will always get a couple miles and have to turn around and go back to make sure I turned my curling iron off. That’s only one of the rituals in my “the house is going to burn down” phobia.
#32 French-Irish-Indian What were my parents thinking?
Try being German-Black Irish! You end up half Catholic. Half Jewish. I settled for Cathlish. It sounds better than Jewlic. My parents must have been thinking “Hmmm? How confused can we make a kid? Oh I know. We can let her get tattooed but not let her eat pork”
Huh. No wonder I am the way I am
I like to caculate things…like how much money I will spend on tampons in my lifetime:)
I don’t ever remember the numbers of these things…I just do it when the feeling strikes me & then I can move on!
I love your list!!!!
Ok, random thing – I can not deal with the sound of someone chewing. I don’t mean like chomp chomp chomp on something crunchy like chips. I mean the sound of half masticated food being tossed around in a mouth swimming in saliva. It totally makes me sick. When my dog makes a smacking mouth sound in the morning, I kick him off the bed because it reminds me of that noise.
LOL at Hippo.
Three cheers for nervous breakdowns, Pissy Bitch…er, oops, I meant Britches.
Kim, that pencil thing? There are reputable therapists in your area, I swear.
Random about me. Hmmmmm, let’s see…
I cannot wear certain kinds of earrings, they make my earlobes burn and itch, kinda like a yeast infection.
I work for a communications company yet I don’t have their service. Go figure. Good thing I’m not in sales…kinda like working for Chevy and driving a Ford. I suck!
My two front teeth are not real teeth. I have a partial bridge. It was knocked out in an accident while I was in high school. It was not a fight cuz in that case she’d have no face, let alone teeth, but still it was done by another female student. Her rich ass snotbag parents offered to help pay the 1,650.00 for the fix but never sent a cent. Now she is a stripper. There is nothing like having your real teeth. I am not dissatisfied with them, but I can feel the difference. Kinda like having sex with a condom as opposed to none.
….more random thoughts…
I’m having American Chop Suey for lunch. Leftovers. Suey? American? Tell me, what is so american about it, and who the hell invented that name?
I owe Kim 5.00 for the water club for March and I haven’t paid yet. I think it’s pathetic that people that I can see from my desk have to email me to ask me a question or ask for help. I am going to see how much water I can take from the cooler before she comes to my desk and demands the 5 bux and calls me cheap.
I’m saving my money to buy tivo, even though American Idol will be done by the time I get it. I want the lifetime subscription…if only everything was that easy. PFfft!
I paid my rent this morning. It was due yesterday.
I’m starving.
It’s lunchtime. Suuuuueeeeeeey!
Ok, that was “can you guess who I am?” game. LOL. I am the anonymus commenter, and I have something to add.
As strange as it may be, I too take the goupy white clumps out of my eggs when i crack em. That is discusting and gross and gooey and sometimes I get frustrated cuz it moves around and it’s hard to pick out.
One of my pet peeves is loud chewers. Especially when you’re trying to talk in between, that just sucks. If you are chomping more than likely your mouth is open (pet peeve #2) and I do not want to see the remnants of what you’re chomping on.
Thank you, have a pleasant day!
#36–me too.
Random?
Hmmmm…
What I thought for years were acid flashbacks turned out to be anxiety attacks.
I will slug someone who comes up and pokes a finger into my ribs. Slug the holy livin’ SHIT out of them. I hate that rib-pokin’ crap.
If you want more you’ll have to come visit today. There’s some random shit for ya! Of course, it’s not about me, but it’s fucken random so quit bitchin’.
*yawn*
Lunch was good and now I’m sleepy!
I sometimes wonder how to kill my hubby…um, is that wrong?
Other:
I can touch my tongue to my nose and I can move my eyes independently. My hubby says it makes me look retarded….
Something random…
I don’t say hippopotamus like it’s spelled – I say hippo -ma-potus and I’ve said it like that since I was little. I can say it the right way, but it sounds wrong. My hubby laughs at me every single time I say it too. Meanie.
I hope your day gets brighter!
I was double-jointed (in my right shoulder)when I was a kid, all the way up through high school. I could link my hands together behind my back and bring them over my head without letting go. I think my right shoulder basically dislocated each time I did it (the way I did it).
Alas, this handy skill disappeared as I got older.
I found all these blogs because I followed the links of the names of the people who had the funniest comments…
I still wish I could come up with some of the witty stuff that I read on those comments…but I am so glad I became a part of the blog world that it sort of created.
Real Genius was my favorite movie for a long time, too! That and “Better Off Dead.” Other than Monty Python’s Holy Grail, I can’t think of a more quote-rich movie right off-hand.
I love your new site… For somebody who doesn’t know, what are the main advantages of leaving Blogger and getting your own domain?
And how did Feng Shui ruin your marriage? I’ve often contemplated using Feng Shui in our home, but I’m a bit hesitant now…
Have a great day!!
I would like to Addend my last comment…Just in case Ginger’s reading. I don’t want Ginger galloping back to her Best Friend yipping and a yapping that I’m not all inclusive when I make “High Hard One” comments. If it is absent Wet ones that float your boat than Amber may need that too.
Ginger, you can calm down now.
Dr. H.O. Potamus
I can’t stand it when someone drives from point A to point B in town in a different route than I would.
But I’ve learned to keep my mouth shut.
Oh my God Lori!! That is a HUGE thing for me. There is a right way and a wrong way!! Why would someone CHOOSE to do it the wrong way??? :0)
you wrote:my favorite movie for a long time was “Real Genius”.
Me Too! Val Kilmer never was better. I can and do still quote lines from that movie. My two favorite movies before that were Breaking Away and Grease 2 (I met and had a crush on Leif Green – the least of the T-Birds) That pretty much sums up my teen years. Jr. High I had a crush on Cyrano D’Berjerac. My favorite movies now are The American President, You’ve Got Mail and A Few Good Men.
So, it WAS you who stole that police cruiser and took off down the freeway?
I knew it looked like you….you have a need for stronger meds.
Cheer up little buckeroo. AT least you aren’t old enough to have a mammogram. I took mom in and we had our yearly squishing of the breastsss.
Ooh I feel like I just read Post Secret. Okay, something random about me…
I only order pizza because the delivery boy is adorable and looks like Justin Timberlake. I don’t even really like pizza all that much.
Great randomness for today!
Here’s mine:
I absolutely cannot stand when someone rubs corduroy the WRONG way.
And the wrong way being with the grain of the corduroy. You must go ACROSS.
Dashababy,
I doo that too!!
Dr. H.O. Potamus
Dash,
I can’t get your last comment off my mind.
I am questioning?
Did you go in together? Like did you all get in a circle, drop your shirts, and the Doctor go
..eeenie (Honk), meenie (Honk), Mineee (Honk), Moe(Honk).
And then he said, “If I doo too simultaneously…
I don’t have to do 2 in a row…
..eeenie (Honk), meenie (Honk), Mineee (Honk), Moe(Honk).
“…billing the insurance company for this is Low…”
Dr H.O. Potamus
Hippo:
I have VERY limited rules for my blog comment section:
Don’t be mean.
If someone picks a fight, don’t feed it.
and under NO CIRCUMSTANCES do you talk about my mother’s boobs. or my sisters boobs. EW. yuk. gross!
No really. don’t. I have to eat dinner.
You haven’t quite lost all of your divorced men.
Some of us are still here.
I totally feel like I know you better. I think we should have a blogger blowout at your house :-)
Thank you for sharing. I think I need to do another one of these.
I love telling my bloggers things about me that I don’t think they know.
I’m afraid that I must dispute your claim on #27. You see, you could not possibly have the tiniest baby toenail because that distinction belongs to me. (Inherited from my lovely mother) The sad part is, all the rest of my toes are long and skinny, and the 2nd one is longer than the 1st. (Inherited from my father)
In other random news: I have moved more than 36 times and lived in 8 different states. My father was NOT in the military.
I beg to differ with all of you. My ortho guy took a picture of my baby toe to show to all the other doctors at the office cause it was the weirdest he’d ever seen. So there. I win. :) Seriously, it dislocates a ton and last time it was simply cause I turned over in my sleep and it got caught in the sheets. I can’t ever go barefoot. And yes, the little nail is a bump and it’s ugly as hell.
I feel for ya.
Oh, and you don’t bite. :)
Ok, I think the next SPF should include toe pictures…
Now, wouldn’t it be cute if we could make a big toe collage and put them all on one page?
Cheer up, Kristine! :)
random info:
as of this moment, i have not had a shower…but i got dressed…kindof…xena shirt and tigger pants…they are working for the moment… :)
hugs…
peace…
Hey Kristine, hope you are having a decent friday night.
Have you ever heard Van Morrison sing, “Be Thou My Vision?” It’s all kinds of great, and it gets me right where I need to be got.
Hug to you from me.
I live in a really nice neighborhood and I am totally broke too.
I cannot sleep in my bra because it kills my back.
When I was a kid I was drinking a rootbeer on a car trip and got car sick, so now I can’t stand the taste because it reminds me of being nauseated.
I like for everything to be even and I can’t stand it when people don’t want to resolve things. Lack of closure is a pet peeve.
Hi, my name is Crayonz. I hate bras, love God, was so completely hot for Val Kilmer in “Real Genius,” and try to only drink water.
However, when I eat at Arby’s, I have to get a rootbeer.
This is one of the most beautiful “About Me” lists I have ever read.
You have the same degree as me, except for the network administration part. I had to major in CS and minor in math. You know how many employers have asked me about my math skills? 0
That sucks about the anxiety attacks. I wish I knew a cure for you.
I nearly got into a fist fight with a man after church. We both left the same church parking lot and he was an ass to my wife in traffic. Then we both pulled into the same grocery store parking lot and he tried to get in her face. I don’t know if it’s a sin to beat the crap out of someone who goes to your church, right after church, while you’re both still dressed for church, but he had it coming. Don’t nobody get on my wife like that. His wife pulled him away just as I was stepping up to the plate to take a swing. She was no fool, but he was. I figure God understood. The guy was a dick.
these are funny – i really like the one about the socks and the one who is afraid of the cops arresting her in her own home. too good.
random about me – i am more addicted to paxil than your average crack head is to crack. sad but true. post pardum can do that to a girl.