Friday, December 08, 2006


I got tagged again. Since it is so hard for everyone to believe I only have six weird things about me, I must be able to come up with some more right? So here I go, even though some of these things I consider quite normal.

1. I will spend hours making Starburst wrapper chains. I will unnecessarily buy candy just so I can use the wrappers. Apparently, my thighs don’t mind too much because they know that making a Starburst wrapper bracelet is SO MUCH MORE CRITICAL TO MY EMOTIONAL STABILITY. I also have a sloppily made stress ball in the shape of a head that I have become determined to peel all excess glue off without damaging his balloon like body. I already messed up once and it’s starting to get tough.

2. I love music more than anyone should and I am upset with God for making me completely tone def with a crappy voice.

3. When I was on the dance team in high school, I got suspended from 3 football games for doing The Dog in the stands. The dance. Not the position.

4. My whole family calls me Crysti. Apparently, when I was in kindergarten, I decided I wanted Crysti to be my name. I wouldn’t answer to anything else. I am certainly glad I didn’t ask to be named Decepticon or Optimus Prime.

5. I love to get hurt, but only if it’s really gross. I like to have cuts and bruises and stitches. I like watching my body heal. Go body! We are extraordinary machines, you know.

6. I hate lettuce. I hate olives. I hate raspberries. I can eat lettuce if it is covered in Ranch dressing. I try olives and raspberries at least once a year to see if my palate had a change of heart, but I just wind up spitting it out and gagging.


Blogger The Grunt said...

Send all your olives and raspberries my way. Meh, I'm neutral about lettuce.

What in the hell is "The Dog"? I think we need another video blog post demonstrating this dance, Chica.

10:16 AM  
Blogger Clearlykels said...

I spit out olives too. Oh so classy. However, I love tapenade. Don't worry, it does not make sense.

12:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is because you are so tagable, Crystal-lite. I bet when you walk in a room, the guys are like, "I want to tag that!"

1:11 PM  
Blogger Jege (Jen) said...

From now on, I am calling you Optimus Prime. get used to it.

4:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't forget that, for you, anything becomes edible if it is covered in ketchup.

8:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Try combining lettuce, olives and raspberries in a blender. Very yummy. Oh and add lots of vodka.

6:28 AM  
Blogger Effortlessly Average said...

Optimus Prime. Heh.

7:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

uh - what's The Dog dance?

7:03 AM  

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