Star Tag : The Next Tag-eration.

You'd better find this interesting (or else...)

This one's from the lovely Mint ...and a whole lot of other people..what am I? The Tag-Queen?

Anyway!
This one's called '8 Things about Me' which should be a breeze for me (Yes..the narcissist that I am) especially after I've done THIS.
Okay let's get this party started!

1) I can't sleep if the chair in my bedroom is facing outwards. I'll squeeze my eyes shut, I'll TRY to count sheep (which by the way, makes the entire excercise redundant. It only makes you more alert) and I'll try thinking happy, sleepy thoughts...but to no avail. Finally after about an hour of tossing and turning I HAVE to get my ass up and turn the chair inwards.
*Shrugs* Stop looking at me like that.

2) As selfish and narcissistic as I am, I'll let you guys in on a little secret - I have and I will take bites from other dogs to prevent my yellow-bellied dog from being on the receiving end of them. One of many instances - His own Dad (um..biological doggy dad, not my dad) tried to take a chunk outta him. I picked Kelso up, turned to block the bite and his stupid dad ended up biting my hip. Painfully. Poms have very sharp teeth if you must know.
If he hadn't contributed to half of Kelso's genetic make-up I'd have been SOOOOOOOO mad.

3) I type like I talk. You'll probably see this soon. *Cue Mahi's super-secretive smile*

4) At one point in time I had memorised every.single.dialogue uttered in 'The Matrix'. Yep..that's how many times I've watched that glorious movie.

5) I just realised I wash my hands way too often than is normal. And I don't like wiping them on the same towel- I'm solely responsible for finishing up my family's stash of tissue paper. I go through tissue paper like my dad owns a damn tissue factory. Funnily enough this only happens in houses and never when I'm outside. I'm like a female Adrian Monk but in reverse.

6) I cried when they killed Lt. Tasha Yar in Star Trek: The Next Generation. I cried.

7) People who try really hard, really, really piss me off. And by 'try really hard' I don't mean in a 'decent, hardworking' sorta way..I mean in a 'suck-up, kiss-ass, I-like-to-think-I-am-oh-so-important' kinda way.
I love antagonizing such people. I'll go that extra mile to make life juuuuust a little bit more difficult for them. It gives me some kinda perverse pleasure. It makes me believe that I have righted a wrong.
I know I'm so full of it.
If you see me being nice to someone like that, you can be pretty damn sure I've been forced to do so due to circumstances beyond my control.

8) My most frequently used phrases these days are 'No worries!' (sometimes with the 'mate' added at the end), 'Babe', 'What the hell?', 'Uhh-huh. Rrrrright.', 'Take care'


Okay I'm not gonna tag anyone coz I think everyone I know has done this one..
Have a good one guys..


Okay, okay I gotta add this is - my friend sent me what she thought was a 'Star Trek' joke.
'What does the Starship Enterprise and toilet paper have in common?
They keep circling Uranus looking for Klingons!'

This is NOT a funny joke. Because of two things:
1) If you MUST know - Klingons come from the Planet Klingon.
2) The Enterprise has better places and deeper space to explore than Uranus. Uranus is child's play for them.

Shit. I'm like the Comic-Book Guy from The Simpsons.
I'm SUCH a geek.
Oh you love it. :D

I had a bad day.

Yes.

My shower broke today. Don't ask me how but it did.
I swear I didn't do anything that I wasn't supposed to be doing...it just slipped from my hand, hit the wall and ....broke.
It was immensley traumatising.
I couldn't condition my hair because I didn't have A BLOODY SHOWER TO SHOWER OFF THE CONDITIONER.
Do you have ANY idea how traumatising that is? To me and my lovely luxurious (but now a tad dry) mane?!?

I'm a firm believer that the morning often sets the tone for the rest of the day -
bad morning = bad day.
good morning = good day.

I'm the sort of person whose sleeping system kicks in if I've been incredibly upset or scared..well, I slept today for a good 4 hours in the afternoon (something I can NEVER do, unless I've been heavily medicated or badly upsetted). If you doubted the severity of lack of conditioning, well doubt no more.

I went to get my eyebrows done today...once again immensely worrying time for me coz I usually do my brows myself and because the first time my mom pushed me into doing it, I had uneven brows for weeks.
Well.
The threading hurt like a bitch, but the good news is I look splendid! Just in time too..I've got a wedding to attend on Sunday and I hope to draw any poor, unsuspecting men into my web of seduction. It's all in the eyebrows.
We shall see. I shall silently and subtley seduce. You shall be updated. This time I won't have uneven eyebrows to foil my evil, seductive plan.

And this is the straw that broke the camels back.
I've been patiently waiting for Season 3 and 4 of Star Trek: The Next Generation, to download.
Both were 94% done...I check the progress about an hour back and.....it's gone. They were both gone.
Poof.
Vanished.
Dematerialised.
Transported.
Into thin air.



I am THIS close to snapping.
Seriously.
Shower breaking, I can handle.
Not conditioning my hair for the first time is eons, I can handle.
Mind-numbing-excruciating pain while my brow hairs are being plucked and plinked out, I can handle.
Star Trek episodes going from 94% back to ZERO- I CAN'T HANDLE.








I'm going to bed.