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Friday, January 06, 2006

I’ve just been ‘memed’ to coin a phrase by Pampooties. It’s the five weird habits meme. Ok here goes....

The first player of this game starts with the topic “five weird habits ofyourself,” and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their fiveweird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choosethe next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forgetto leave a comment in their blog or journal that says “You are tagged” (assumingthey take comments) and tell them to read yours.


1. I can’t save money. Money has to be spent, got rid of, disposed of in the quickest way possible. Money left lying in my pocket gets on my nerves. Get rid of the money quick it’s killing me having it around. Inevitably I end up asking myself the question, what did I spend the cash on?

2. I hardly ever listen to an album straight through. I continually skip through tracks. I listen to the first minuet of a track, if I like it well then all well and good, if not then I move onto the next one. This means that it might take me months or years to listen to every track on an album.

3. A strange tendency to have long rambling argumentative conversations with myself. This happens mostly on a weekday morning and start with something along the lines of “Oh no not work again. Why?”. Conventional wisdom tells us that talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, perhaps. Personally I believe that you couldn’t talk to a better or more intelligent friend.

4. Most of my reading take place in the bathroom not for the obvious reasons but because it’s the quietest room in the house. There I cannot be reached by noise emanating from bland programmes on tv. This inevitably leads to arguments and concerns ranging from, he’s been in there ages, to, everything alright in there?

5. I keep telling everybody that League of Ireland football really isn’t that bad. The game played on the shamrock shore is still the beautiful game. Just open your eyes and see. Usually by this stage I’m left standing on my own in the pub.

I know this is a bit of a cop out, but is there anyone left out there to meme?

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