First the obligatory text copied from my psychic friend, Rion:The rules are simple…Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
So, now that it's out of the way, here are my Memeaphilia entries:
1. Habit: Whenever I'm alone in front of a mirror, I'd be checking out my nose hair, and closely inspecting if there are any boogers forming inside. I think people should be allowed to publicly pick their nose. As a sexually active male, I've done acts much worse than picking out booger and flicking them.
2. Habit: I have very short attention span when it comes to hearing. If you can't give me the info in three bullet points, you've lost my interest. I hate when arguments begin with a long preamble. I'd rather you'd get to the point quick.
3. Fact: I have a phobia of phones without caller ID. When I was at Bard, I had to take phone calls about two rape incidents as a security dispatcher which traumatized me, because I felt so helpless. Till now, I don't pick up phone calls from unknown numbers, and get very anxious when people call me after midnight. I usually sleep with the phone on vibrate mode. If I'm home alone, I turn off the ringer of the landphone since it doesn't have caller ID. And I much prefer people sending me emails and SMS.
4. Fact/Habit: I have never broken up with anyone face-to-face. It's always been over the phone, via email, and recently, over Yahoo! IM. I don't like to see the disappointed face of someone, it makes me uncomfortable.
5. Fact: I cried every night for five nights after watching LA Confidential, and three nights after watching Toy Story 2. Everytime I hear the song, "When somebody loved me" by Sarah McLaughlan (sp?) I feel embarassed because I was howling at the thought of abandoning my old toys. BTW, I have no old toys left because me and my brother broke them all.
6. Habit: I hate sharing coke (the cola, not the drug). I'd happily buy someone another bottle, can or cup, but if you take a sip from my one, you'd incur my wrath. The only person who gets away with this is my ex-colleague, Parvez. He knows how much I hate it, and everytime, he'd walk over and grab my bottle and take a sip, and then give me a laugh. I've learned to deal with it.
7. Fact/Habit: It takes me two encounters to associate someone's name with their face. I can never remember what someone looks like just by meeting them once. And I almost never notice the color of someone's eyes until someone points them out specifically. I do, have a fetish for eyebrows, and notice them instantly. I often lament not having bushy eyebrows (the unibrow). It bugs me more than losing my hair.
8. Habit: I judge my prospective dates by how polite they are to the waitstaff. I can handle anything on a date (and have, in fact, handled everything already) but if you're on a first date with me, and you are rude to the maitre d', parking attendant or the busboy, there will never be a second date. I don't hold my friends up to this standard, it's only for dates. And I've dumped people because of this several times.
Phew, there you go.
Now 8 people to tag: Let's see, that'd be: Annabelle, Piali, Missus G, Linda, Siobhan, Farhana, Shatil, Katarina, etc. I'll leave messages on their blogs as soon as possible.
