this is the meme that doesn’t end, yes it goes on and on my friend

13Jul09

Sorry, I wrote this last night, but wasn’t able to publish till now.

It was a busy weekend, got much accomplished and I’m feeling pretty good. I didn’t have time to do a meme on Saturday, but liked the looks of this one. Thanks, Jenty and Laura for sharing. Steal it if you want, it was fun to do.

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I am…listening to music waiting for the caffeine buzz to wear off so I can go to bed.

I have…realized that my sketch feeling last week was due to the full moon which tends to bring out my inner madness. Will be sure to keep track of that from now on

I know…everything is going to be okay in the end no matter what happens in my job.

I think…way too much.

I don’t think…sometimes. In a stupid way.

I want…balance.

I have…just finished the most amazing novel.

I like…the same things I did in the last twelve memes I’ve done when asked this question.

I dislike…TV, foot massages, baskets of unfolded wrinkled laundry, excessive rain and wet cold, news – papers/shows/websites, politics, dessert, sushi, soft drinks, flying, speed, baseball, excessively loud/overbearing people – that goes for personality, voice, fashion, etc., gossip – real life or websites, shopping for myself, guys wearing sequins, skulls and roses (Christian Audiger/Ed Hardy).

I hate…nothing and no one, unless they drink and drive or commit some other selfish, stupid, heinous act.

I dream…every night, vividly and sometimes lucidly.

I fear…not being in control.

I am annoyed…by nothing and no one at this very moment.

I crave…touch, good conversation, peace.

I usually…never sleep in past 7:30 A.M. on weekends.

I search…for the girls missing thing or things way too often. Their job is to lose it and mine is to hunt it down.

I hide…in the bath. I’m not really hidden, but it’s my escape where no one or nothing bothers me.

I wonder…always. I’m a very curious person.

I just can’t help…still having a Facebook account. I’ve shut down every other social network but I can’t pull the plug on that – and I’m never on, so it’s a weird thing.

I regret…90% of the choices I made in the past three years, but regret is poison, so I’ve let go of it.

I love…Colin, Callie, Lily, family and friends.

I can’t live without…the basics – shelter from the elements, food, basic clothing water, clean air – the rest I could live without as I long as I was with loved ones.

I try to…forget.

I enjoy…good company + good food + good wine. All at once.

I don’t care…about Blackberry, iPhone and other wireless phenomenons, unless it’s for work. I’d refuse to be friends or romantically involved with a person whose nose was buried in ‘cool apps’ while they were in my company.

I always…have music in my head, always.

I never want to…hurt anyone I love.

I rely on…Colin to bring home the big bucks. I don’t like it, but it’s just the way it has to be right now.

I believe…in everything probably not real – conspiracies, fate, ghosts, aliens, reincarnation, dreams meaning something, stars and the moon, astrology, numerology, end of the world predictions. Yeah, I’m lame. I know.

I dance…with my girls, with Colin, at the sink washing dishes or when I throw on my old break beats and dust off the (very rusty) skills…dancing has always and will always be a huge part of my life.

I sing…to my girls (two songs each) every night at bedtime, while walking them to and from school, in the shower, when I cook and clean, the nation anthem before hockey games.

I argue…too much, but I’m trying to breathe instead. I don’t like petty, stupid, exhaustive arguing.

I write…as much as I can in handwriting.

I win…for living in the rainiest part of the world.

I lose…the remote and Wiimotes, my grocery savings card, my door fob, my mind on occasion.

I wish…on stars.

I listen…at this very second ‘In the Waiting Line’ by Zero7.

I don’t understand…a lot of things and people, myself included.

I’m scared of…this meme never ending, geez.

I forget…a lot of things. I remember life, the past – some things to tiny, unimportant detail. It’s my short-term memory that’s fried. I struggle at work quite a bit and have to keep detailed notes and organization on everything I do.

I am happy…indeed.

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