I've been tagged, ya'll.
(Can you imagine how awkward it would sound if I talked like that?)
Anyway, the lovely Mel over at Life in the Cube has tagged me for a meme. Is that even the right thing to say? Sometimes I really suck at blog lingo. Whatever. It's clearly my first time with this and I now must name 6 random things about myself.
1. I'm a vegetarian. Kinda.
This deserves an entire post of its own (which will probably happen), but for now, all you need to know is that I became vegetarian at age 3 -- if you don't count the fact that I ate hot dogs because my mom told me that they grew on trees. She insists it's the only time she's ever lied to me. Of course, my vegetarianism lasted for nearly two decades until I went to college and realized that I'd better incorporate chicken into my diet if I wanted to survive all four years of cafeteria food. Nowadays I always choose vegetarian meals over anything else.
2. I almost went to law school.
When I wasn't drinking myself stupid at the bars, I was working on my degree in Political Science. I took Constitutional Law, took the LSATs, picked out law schools to apply to... and then completely freaked out during my last semester of college. I called my dad in a panic with my heart pounding and told him I did NOT want to go to law school. Nothing like a last-minute change of plans, huh? I got into grad school for journalism in Maryland, where Dave was at the time, but realized that most employers valued experience and clips over the additional schooling. Into the freelance world I went. I kinda hate that I only have my Bachelor's, but I'm much happier now than I ever would have been on my law school path.
3. Dave and I had a dog once.
When we first started living together, we thought it would be a brilliant idea to get a dog. We adopted a mutt with an unknown (but obviously troubled) background and only kept her for 2 weeks. She attacked other dogs on our walks and I could NOT handle it. The final straw was when we drove her home to meet my family and she snapped at my precious baby, a Vizsla named Monty. "HELL TO THE NO, DAVE!" I said. "You gotta take her back. I can't do this." So, we gave her back. Shameful, I know. I am now extremely gun-shy about getting a pup, even though that was over 3 years ago. Plus, I still don't think I'm ready to share Dave's attention with anyone/anything else quite yet.
4. I hate bananas.
Ugh, fuck bananas. They are disgusting. Seriously, how do you people eat that mush? It's not just the consistency that bothers me though. The taste is just... blech. I have only met one other person who HATES bananas as much as I do and it is a bond that cannot be broken.
5. I'll never forget the name of the gymnast who beat me by 2 tenths of a point at the state meet in 1996.
Workouts 20 hours a week, competitions every weekend -- being a competitive gymnast could be brutal but I loved it. You're probably shocked to hear that I've actually been physically active before. I swear, I was. For about 10 years. During that time, I placed second at the 1996 state all-around competition. Barely. I had an uncharacteristic fall on bars, usually my best event, and it cost me big time. I know, I know, who cares now? But it's something I won't forget. Because I'm just that neurotic. And her name was just that weird...
6. I'm a pizza snob.
Having grown up on the East Coast with incredible pizza, we were never allowed to order from Pizza Hut, Dominos or Papa John's. Dad's rules. I didn't understand it until I actually ate pizza from one of those places after we moved down south. Yikes. Nothing will ever replace good, brick-oven NY pizza and I admit that I got totally spoiled growing up on that. The closest here in Chicago is the deliciousness that comes from Piece, and I remain obsessed with it.
Aaaand I just realized that half of my random facts revolve around food. Go me.
I'm supposed to list out the official rules for this and tag other bloggers, but I want to hear from everyone. Yeah, YOU. Your turn. Tell me something random. I'm calling you out! Lurkers too. I want to know who actually reads this, besides my mom. There's got to be at least, like, 4 of you.
Monday, October 20, 2008
I've been tagged, ya'll.