Keep On Movin

All right, I can't sleep, so what better to do other then count sheep? Answer questions that make you squirm. Here we go, the inside scoop, and I promise I left my chicken spirit back in bed to count the sheep flying overhead.......................

Starting, with Derek Celebration of My Exhistance who has proposed some interesting, level 2 and 3 squirm value questions.  <Level 5 has me claiming computer malfunction and running the other way>

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1.  Who would you say knows you the best excluding yourself and God? Honestly, I'm a fairly secretive person. I carry far too many secrets in my vault of life, that would seem I should, and could share, but I don't. I'm not even sure if secretive is the correct word for the likes of me. Private sounds more appropriate. The things I do share, are usually written in a finely crafted code I've created over time, release is found, yet, specifics are kept in the vault. I have one girlfriend who has known me since I was 15, and although she says getting specifics from me is like pulling teeth, I would surmise she knows me better then anyone else.


2.   What do you think we learn from the suffering of loneliness, I think we've all felt that at sometime or another. This is a subject, I can call familiar. I think, the essence of loneliness can be used as a measuring stick for all other things. When we experience the concept of loneliness, we can again gage that turmoil against the good things that come along, the glorious in life, the little, the ordinary and the special. Holding those things much closer and with a greater appreciation. Seeing both sides of the mirror is the balance. 

3.   What is one thing about yourself that many people in the world probably haven't done, that makes youunique?  Your unique anyway!  But share something about yourself that maybe the majority of people aren't?  Like if you could put your legs behind your neck and walk on your hands.  (I used to be able to do that but not anymore)  did I make you laugh on that one?  woops that's four questions. Yes, you made me laugh :o) And I'll even let that 4th question slip by. Unique huh. This suddenly feels like a level 5 question. Unique, well, Hmmm, damn, looking around for something interesting I could say. Well, I flyfish like a fanatic, which appears to be unique for woman, yet I don't see it as a big deal. I like to take off alone, completely and totally, for days at a time. I haven't met very many people, at all, that do such things. Ok, thats gotta do it for now.
       If I remember some extraordinary talent, I'll come back and revise. Who knows maybe tomorrow I'll discover I can suddenly do something, anything. Is unique something towards the fact that I have a horrible phobia towards those disgusting vile creatures called W O R M S? Because I'm the only person I've ever met who holds such an irrational phobia...............And yes, I know my stock just plummeted. Remember I FLY fish, no vile squirmy worms required!
Thank you for the questions Derek!!

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Ari, Ari, Reflections of Ari what am I going to do with you <more like what am I going to question you with because to follow the rules you better have this thing on your journal darlin!>

What is your biggest triumph? At this point, because I have more triumph's to accomplish in this old life of mine, I would say........well. Damn, level 3 alert. A good Mom, would say Motherhood, but that doesn't seem like a triumph, it seems more like a privilege. So lets go with digging myself from a bottomless pit of nothing in my twenties to a position I can now support myself andmy daughters. It wasn't easy, in fact it sucked with an exclamation point of tactless suckiness. But I did it, and for that I am proud. 

And ... if someone offered you a million dollars to tear the wings off a butterfly, would you do it? Now, my first thought is where the heck did you come up with this one. My second thought is Oh wow, someone is going to report me to PETA, because yes, for a million dollars I would do this to a butterfly. But I promise, with the million bucks, I would spring for a nice funeral. Jeezz, now I feel bad and I didn't even do anything.

Same question, only this time with a fly. A million dollars for the wings of a fly? I wouldn't feel as bad doing this to a fly as I would a butterfly, although I'm sure the fly would disagree with the reasoning. But isn't that the way of it, beautiful things always get all the breaks. I'd still spring for a funeral, the coffin might not be as nice though.........

Thank you Ari, I'm sure I made some new friends with those answers, but come on, is there anyone out there that wouldn't do that for a million bucks? Or am I just a dreadful person?
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Chris, It's All About Me...I Think! thank you for your questions~ I see a possible level 5 down there, but I will be brave!

Hello and nice to meet you!  Here's the questions:

1) what's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you? Picking just one thing will be tough here. But one that really sticks out in my mind is this. 9th Grade, second day at a new school. New girl, new school, always a bad combination anyway you look at it. But here's the scoop <can't believe I'm admitting this> Second day of school I had to go to the orthodontist to get my braces off and got set with my new retainers. Mom dropped me back off at school with my mouth full, two retainers, top and bottom. I'm in English and clicking them around, getting used to the feel of the things. Suddenly, somehow, I clicked one out, it twisted and got caught sideways in my mouth. I couldn't close my mouth, couldn't dislodge the thing, couldn't talk. Mortified, I ducked my head and continued to attempt a dislodge. The teacher then yelled at me to pay attention and look at the chalkboard. I politely declined. Meaning I wouldn't look up. Drool is now pooling on my desk. She, being the brilliant human being she was, came over, stood above me and demanded I look up. So, I did, gaping mouth and all. She asked a question, I couldn't speak, couldn't move my mouth. She finally figured out what my issue was and sent me to the nurse. I instead belined for the bathroom and managed to get the thing unloaded. But........I was now nicknamed at this new school.....lock jaw. Not nice, not fun, and mortifying embarrassing.............

2) Who in your life have you hurt the most? (Hard one, I know) Level 5 alert. All right, his name is Thomas, and I still live in the shadow of consequence.

3) What is the weirdest, strangest or most different type of job you've ever had? I would have to say, when I was 16 I worked at a place called the Somethin Somethin for the National Federation for the Blind. It was strange, because my boss, was blind but I can tell you, the woman knew anything and everything we would try in silence. Pass a note to a coworker and she'd bust you every time. Try reading a book, instead of actually working and somehow, someway, she would know. It became a test of human stamina, her and I. Me trying to see what I could get away with, and her, always being one step in front of me. Thankfully she loved my personality, or else I probably should have been fired a hundred times :o) She would always call out from her desk "Becky, I know you snuck a Coke and a candy bar over there, no food allowed!" I think she had superhuman powers, beyond the whole heightened sensitivity of the senses due to her blindness. Either that, or the jokes was on me and she wasn't blind and just carried the cane to throw me off :o) I really did love her, superhuman that she was...........

Thanks Chris! Great questions.

All right, I've officially not behind now and officially embarrassed by some of those answers.
Now, I'll go rejoin my chicken spirit and those sheep.