Five Things People Don't Know About Me
Arg... I've been tagged by Dare.
- I sang in a Episcopal church choir for much of my childhood. One of my favorite aspects of going back to visit my folks for the holidays is to attend the Christmas Eve service, just to hear the music.
- I played Violin for about 6 months in 5th grade. My fingers couldn't take it. I feel the same way now when I attempt to play Guitar Hero (and get schooled by my dear Natascha).
- I'm supposed to wear classes. I was diagnosed as having Astigmatism in my left eye while in high school. There was a mandatory eye check, and I passed the normal check, then they made me try again with some glasses on. I passed that too. They then explained that I wasn't supposed to be able to read while wearing the glasses and that I should see an optometrist. The optometrist was quite surprised that I was an avid reader and enjoyed small-scale pen/ink drawing, since both should give me headaches. I wore glasses for reading through college and my first job, but after I scratched them after moving to Seattle, I just never replaced them.
- I have never been arrested, but I did get a ride in the back of a police car. As far as I have ever been able to tell, I was picked up because I was a long-haired freak with dyed hair, running in a black trench-coat. Why was I running? Because it was horridly cold and I had just worked a 20hr day setting up and striking a TMBG show at my University.
- I was one class shy of a minor in Cognitive Psychology. I generally found those classes more interesting than the Math and Computer Science classes that made up my major (Applied Mathematics). It wasn't just because the Psychology classes actually had women in them, but that did certainly help. <grin> The only reason I didn't take that one last class was because I made the decision to graduate early at the last minute and just didn't have time for that one class.
I generally don't like these things, so I hereby doom myself forever by breaking the chain.
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