Already with the surveys.
Feb. 21st, 2005 11:15 pmUsually I'm paralyzed because either I can't think of anything to say, or because I think no one has any interest in what I have to say. But tonight, I'm paralyzed because I have so much to say and I don't know where to start.
So I think I'll just do a survey instead.
Courtesy of
laurelwood, Ten Things I've Done That I Bet You Haven't, and this was actually easier than I thought:
01. crashed a motorbike;
02. had a nighttime picnic on the front steps of St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans;
03. pretended I lived in a gigantic rabbit pellet, painted red;
04. dressed as catnip for halloween;
05. put makeup on while sitting under a pontoon boat;
06. had a party where all food and drink were blue;
07. pulled a screaming toddler out from under a fallen television set;
08. stuck a pea up my nose;
09. performed a running walkover roundoff back handspring and lived to tell the tale; and
10. eaten greens blessed by a voodoo priestess.
So I think I'll just do a survey instead.
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01. crashed a motorbike;
02. had a nighttime picnic on the front steps of St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans;
03. pretended I lived in a gigantic rabbit pellet, painted red;
04. dressed as catnip for halloween;
05. put makeup on while sitting under a pontoon boat;
06. had a party where all food and drink were blue;
07. pulled a screaming toddler out from under a fallen television set;
08. stuck a pea up my nose;
09. performed a running walkover roundoff back handspring and lived to tell the tale; and
10. eaten greens blessed by a voodoo priestess.
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Date: 2005-02-23 02:50 am (UTC)The motorbike crash isn't quite as scary as it sounds, since I was only going about 15 miles an hour when I crashed. But believe me, it is plenty bad enough. And there is a second part to this one, but since it involves drills and spurting blood, I won't share.
And no way on earth could I do any one of those tumbles any more, much less all of them strung together! No way, no way.