You know sometimes I love these things… but I always find my way to be tagged and I swear I am not that interesting
First – da rules:
A). Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog… Damn you Astin
B). Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself…
C). Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs…
D). Let each person know that they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog…
- I was tagged by Duke University as a “Young Scholar” and forced to take the SAT in 7th grade. I wish I could remember how I did, but I blocked it out of my mind. I remember going to Chili’s after I took the test and could barely eat let alone function. I have never had that feeling of total overwhelming overload until…
My laywer didn’t prepare me during my divorce hearing and I found out seconds before I had to go, that I was going to take the stand. I handled the questions fine. Yes I agreed to this, and that, yes your honor. Until we got to the one point that was a sticking point between me and my ex-wife. Then I said “Fuck No” on the bench. I covered my mouth and turned BRIGHT RED. The Judge was so nice and said to me “Wasn’t expecting that one were you Sean.” ‘No, Your honor, I am sorry your honor.’ He had a good laugh and while I was panicking that I would have to come back and do this all over again… especially since the decree that he was looking at had the wrong info in it (Thank you bitch ex-lawyer), instead he looked at it. Told me “Don’t worry Sean, my copy is the only copy that matters!’ As he scratched out the key line and put it in my favor.
I will say love ya, mean it, but rarely say I love you. It’s my emotions are always guarded. It takes a lot to get me to say those words.
I love to talk on the phone, especially to people I don’t know, but put me in a social situation… and I freeze. It takes a lot to thaw me out. I usually have to put on the “Radio Personality Suit” which allows me to talk without fear of failure.
I have close to 2500 cd’s, but I listen to a select 75. The rest occupy my entertainment center which if turned over could kill a man. My friend Kerri wants me to burn them all to a big computer and throw them away or sell em. Then I think about all the times Buddy and friends have lost data and I chicken out.
I check my bank balance once a day. Maybe it’s because at one time I had someone who got confused with me and I nearly got arrested for over 100 bad checks that the other Sean Donahue wrote. Maybe I’ve a fear that I’ll lose all $2.39 in my checking or my $500 in savings.
7. I don’t wear suits anymore because my weight has gone up and down in the last 10 years. I’d rather not wear a suit that looks like I’m swimming in it or make me look like a giant black dot.
As for tagging somebody else, I would rather decline but then I thought I would issue this challenge. The whole goal of the blogger gathering is to gather all of us “Imaginary Internet Friends” at one place.
Thus I tag everyone who reads my blog but can’t go. Your mission.
Give me seven reasons why you can’t go
Show your work… Partial scores will be given. This blog will self-taunt in 15 seconds. Good Luck Jim.