I've been up since 6 am. I am starting to carry my weekday schedule over into the weekends.
Tons of things are already done, so I'll take a few minutes out to respond to Jake's BlogProvisos:
1. List eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged [can] write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog, you [can] choose
eight a few people to get tagged and list their names. Any one who wants, go ahead. If you're not keen on posting memes, leave 8 things in comments. Or don't. Whatever. :)1.
To echo Jake's hair oriented points, I'll just mention that I'm quite frustrated that I'm going grey so quickly. It started with a few white hairs here and there when I was 22 and now, at 27, I actually have 'highlights' of white. I'm not going to bother dyeing my hair on a regular basis, but damned if I'll be grey at my wedding.2.
There is a wide difference between being enthused and preaching about something as far as I'm concerned. I'm unlikely to ever take a recommendation on books/films/music/brand of toilet cleaner if you tell me 'You have to try this!' I don't actually know why. I'm less bothered by this sort of thing in blogs or other print medium. If you preach the gospel of authentic hand pressed fly juice to me over dinner, I'll likely want to drown you in it.3.
The song that plays during the end credits of Red Dwarf reminds me of early days during my relationship with ybunny
. I don't think that many people get sappy over Fun in the Sun
. Yes, that's right...I'd never seen Red Dwarf before 2004.4.
If I had a nickel for every time someone said 'you're American but you understand sarcasm' with that shocked look on their face, I'd have enough to fill a sock and thump people. 5.
I'm learning to embrace the idea that even though I had 13 years of voice lessons, I'll be more likely known to play the piano.6.
One day, oh yes, I will open a restaurant. It's a toss up between a joint venture with my mother-in-law here in Aberdeen (she likes the name 'Waffle Hoose') or something with my sister and mother (possibly called The Red Oven). Regardless, it will serve biscuits. Mmm...fluffy biscuits.7.
I really hate working in my office. I spend most of my time there daydreaming. I don't think that's the point of an office. I primarily work there on days that I have to go back and forth to the library often.8.
I used to dress with a very...well, odd sense of style. I'd still be dressing that way, but I feel like if you're going to be eccentric, you should probably be brilliant. I don't think I have the brains to pull of some of the outfit combinations I could put together.