I’ve been tagged!

I’ve never been tagged before. I feel all special! Apparently at least one person wants to know more about me. Maybe. Or I could just be reading too much into things…. ANYWAY! Sarah tagged me so now it’s my turn! I am supposed to post 7 things you don’t know about me and then tag 7 more people. This was harder than I thought it was going to be, but here is what I came up with:

1. I hate shoes. If I’m at home, I’m almost always barefoot. If I’m going out, I wear sandals. If I absolutely have to, for instance if it’s raining or 10 degrees outside, I’ll wear my sneakers. I have probably 4 other pairs of shoes in my closet collecting dust. They’re for “special occasions.” Like my steel toed hiking boots for visiting my relatives that own horses and like to hike. A pair of black high heels that have been worn once, after which I decided that they were really a torture device, not a fashion accessory. A pair of clogs that were on sale for $9. Impulse buy. And my fuzzy house shoes.

2. I refuse to talk about religion and politics with people I don’t know very well. You will never see either topic on my blog. While I like to think I’m pretty educated on both subjects, there is absolutely no point in arguing with people about it. Everyone has such strong beliefs on those topics, that almost always, a friendly debate gets out of hand and someone’s feelings get hurt. There isn’t any real persuading done, and both people in the argument just end up looking stupid. I’d rather spend my time with people and just enjoy their company, agreeing to disagree, since there is no way anyone can talk me out of the way I believe and I strongly doubt I can talk anyone out of the way they believe. Nor is it anyone’s place to try to step on someone else’s beliefs. But you know, that’s just what I believe. ;D

3. I am a certified barista but I loathe coffee. I worked at a certain mega corporation coffee shop for three years, even became a low level manager, but in all that time, I couldn’t make myself like coffee. And don’t tell me coffee is an “acquired taste.” I have tried them all. Lattes, mochas, iced coffees, frozen coffees, etc. I’ve tried all different brews, and back then I could tell you the subtle differences between all of them just with a sip or two. I’ve added enough sugar to send a normal person into sugar shock and I have poured more cream than coffee into a mug. Nothing worked. So I’ve just given up. I’m also not a big fan of tea, but I’m still trying to get used to that. It is supposed to be good for you. But at this point, I just think it takes like dirty water.

4. My husband has over twice as many clothes as I do. Don’t think he’s some sort of fashion freak, he’s just a normal t-shirt and jeans type of guy. I just never buy clothes for myself. I would like to go shopping and just splurge on myself one day, but right now, I’d rather spend our extra money on baby stuff, or saving for a house. New clothes are definitely at the bottom of my priority list.

5. I am completely addicted to the television show Ghost Hunters. I hate television, though, so I don’t have cable. I watch the episode they post on their website every week, usually wanting to watch more. Which is strange because I personally am fairly agnostic on the whole ghost issue. While I want to believe that everything on their show is legitimate, I am of course skeptical of anything I see on television. On a side note, I’m trying to think of a geeky craft based on Ghost Hunters. Maybe some amigurumi dolls
6. I dropped out of college. I was an art major and at the top of my class (which may not say much since I went to a community college….). Anyway, about halfway through, I realized that artists are freakin’ crazy. The really goods artists all went over to graphic design programs or architecture, and the talentless hacks out there got more publicity than the remaining good artists, because apparently if people can’t understand what the hell you’re trying to convey, then you must be a genius! I saw SO many pieces that looked terrible - these people didn’t have the basic fundamentals any trained artist should have - and they were on display in galleries and local coffee shops. As my farewell project, I wanted to paint a huge pile of bullshit in intricate detail so I could title it “Bullshit Artist.” And maybe have my artists profile picture with my bio next to it, with just me flipping off the reader. But I just didn’t feel like wasting my time on these morons any longer. So then I went out into the real world, worked my way up the management ladder, and was making more than my peers who finished college by the time I was 23. Yay me!

7. I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.

And that’s it! I now tag Xin, any and all of the dudes from Utter Insanity, Will, Keri, Erica, Jessi, and Brian, (if those are your real names….)

*edit* Don’t freak out, Mom. #7 is just a joke. Love ya!