1. I am dismayed by my laziness but far too comfortable to do anything about it.
2. I have just registered to become a potential donor of stem cells or bone marrow even though I have never had the courage to donate blood.
3. Back in university, I was once so sleep deprived that a thick string of drool descended from my mouth as I tried in vain to converse coherently with my roommate. She was such a good friend that she pretended not to notice even as it pooled on my desk.
4. When it's humid, I sweat like a man.
5. My ears must be uneven, because every pair of glasses I try on looks like this:
I won't tag anyone specific, but I invite any interested parties to search in their own pits of humiliation in order to share with the blogosphere.
4 comments:
Hmm, a drooling, sweaty, lopsided bone marrow donating couch potato.
I'm so glad I know you, Jen!
Scott's a lucky man, isn't he?
You're my daughter, that's for sure.
Dad.
We have so much in common. Especially the humidity = major sweat part.
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