Feb. 11th, 2009 02:37 pm
Strangeness, an unofficial poll
I was having lunch with R., as usual, and I mildly scolded myself (out loud) for putting my orange in the fridge. I don't like cold oranges. I also don't like cold pineapple as much as room temperature. But, watermelon must be chilled to be tastiest. I surmised that this foible makes me a bit strange. R. replied that it's not remotely the strangest thing, though.
So! Now I'm curious:
And strange is not equal to bad/wrong/needs to be changed. Obviously. We are a people who embrace the strange. (Yes, I'd like a hug, why do you ask?)
In other news, I lost all of yesterday to The Yearly Confessional
aroraborealis hosts. Much of today, too, but not to the same degree. Can't... look... away... trainwreck! Also, because of my spectating and (non anon) commenting, I have Jonathan Coulton's Soft Rocked By Me stuck in my head. D'oh.
So! Now I'm curious:
What, dear friends, do you think is the strangest thing about me?
And strange is not equal to bad/wrong/needs to be changed. Obviously. We are a people who embrace the strange. (Yes, I'd like a hug, why do you ask?)
In other news, I lost all of yesterday to The Yearly Confessional
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