I've been tagged. Here we go.
Seven things I plan to do before I die:
1. Get a tattoo
2. Publish a book
3. Take a trip with my brother, just the two of us, someplace he would not think to go
4. Visit the places in Italy where my family comes from
5. Bring my father a grandchild
6. Turn down a marriage proposal
7. Save a life
Seven things I can do:
1. Knit a pair of socks
2. Take care of a baby
3. Bake a birthday cake
4. Tell someone off
5. Get the attention of a room
6. Be comfortable around death
7. Move to a new place where a don't know anyone, maybe where the language is not even my own, and make a life for myself
Seven things I cannot do:
1. Drive a stick shift
2. Keep my damn mouth shut
3. Break my bad habits
4. Find what I'm looking for
5. Seem to get the guy
6. Do a chin-up
7. Ski
Seven things that attract me to the opposite sex:
1. A guy alone in a public place reading a book
2. A guy with a belly
3. A guy who is handy
4. A Rhode Island accent, MA and NY accents will do in a pinch
5. A guy who plays ball, especially the catcher
6. A guy who can dance
7. A guy who is not afraid to make a fool out of himself for a good cause
Seven things I say most often:
1. "Did you read the blog? It's on my blog."
2. "You've got to be kidding."
3. "Hallo. Hier ist Frau Martira von das New York Buero."
4. "Thank you."
5. "Pop, it's me."
6. "Everybody wants a piece of The Nance."
7. "Oh, for Christ's sake."
Seven celebrity crushes:
1. Ira Glass
2. The Verizon "Can you hear me now?" Guy
3. David Letterman
4. Prince William
5. Martin Freeman
6. Robert Sean Leonard
7. The guy who writes Veiled Conceit
Seven people I'm tagging:
1. Beta
2. BBRUG
3. Vanessa
4. Tiffany
5. Raven
6. Gregg
7. Simone
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8 comments:
is "gregg" me or some random guy with two "g"s in his first name? cause i would rather do anything than pack right now....
also, to answer your question from ages ago, i'm moving to seattle (on friday) to study marine affairs (coastal resource management, fisheries, etc) for a master's. at the moment, i'm having problems remembering why as i'm surrounded by cardboard boxes. i realized yesterday that i managed to pack my anti-anxiety medicine in one of these 7 boxes. this is hilarious to me.
cheers.
That's you, baby. I can't use that other "R" name. Bad associations. I have some anxiety pills around here somewhere ... but I think they expired three years ago. Just take two Pez. But swallow them.
ACk! I've never been tagged. How do I do it? In my blog (which I'll hereto refer as LJ)?
Yep, I'm trying to reach out to my LJ friends which is very big of me because Live Journal is weird and stupid and I hate it (ie it makes me feel excluded). Beta, you complete the tag on your blog, then you can post a link here so people can find your freakin' LJ to see what you had to say. Unless you don't want to whole cupcake army tromping over to your LJ.
Am I supposed to call you Betsy? That's just weird. Although you're pretty enough to be a Betsy. Can you imagine an ugly Betsy?
Oh sorry, I'm just used to Betsy as a nickname. And there was this funny story of me in Germany telling people that in my German class I was called Beta. They had never heard of the name and wondered why my teacher would use it. Some of them took to calling me Betsy after the commercial for that doll "Betsy Baby". In German it was "Betsy Baby crabbelt herum genau so wie ein baby". So that doesn't really explain why they called me Betsy, but it stuck cuz they knew i hated it (I thought it sounded like a farmer's name.) I'll work on the LJ thing. You should be able to comment even though you're not a member. I'll look into that.
Gregg scored.
Here you go!
And I'll look up the recipe for the cake and post it tomorrow.
oops...better late than never! i will also attempt to reach out to LJ...
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