Down Meme Lane

I think receiving a Meme qualifies that my blog exists. Or that I exist here. Or that I’m popular with my best friend. Whatever it is, I’m OK with doing it.

Here’s the deal: I write seven facts about myself and then tag seven people to write seven things about themselves. (Too bad it’s not 07/07/07.)

1. I know I started this blog to write about writing, but I’m beginning to get bored with that and feeling that I might just start writing about whatever here. Because I’m really more interesting than this (I think) and there’s more to life.
2. Part of the reason I resist writing about whatever here and don’t write here as often as I’d like to is because I’m also paid to write in another blog for a national newspaper, and that entire experience has left me drained for time, paranoid by association, and usually dry for fresh material.
3. I wish everything was a fresh introduction, sometimes.
4. I ate sushi for lunch. Sushi buffet, in fact. On average, I eat sushi once a week.
5. When I was younger, I think I cared more about what people whom I knew thought of me rather than strangers. (Which is why I had no problem wearing pink fishnets over bright blue tights when I went on vacations.) Now I care more about what strangers think of me, and really don’t give a rat’s ass what acquaintances, family or even some friends think of me anymore.
6. [Deleted out of remorse and paranoia]
7. That may be one of the most mean things I have ever put in print, and I probably have no place saying it because I usually don’t reveal much about my personal life in the workplace, either. And I do like them snacks.

(I think technically I provided 14 things about myself.) 

I tag 7 people who probably won’t even read or do this as I’m pretty new here and most don’t know who I am!: Jen, Deborah, Jilly, Rebecca, Maria, Katey, & Jeannine.