rimturse

*giving in to peer-pressure*

Confessions:

1. I am terribly curious. My mother likes to tell this story:

Mother: "If you ask why one more time, I am going to spank you!"

Me age 2: "Hvorfor?" (Danish word for why)

Many years later I am still like this, although no-one threatens to spank me anymore because of it. I can't help it. If I were a cat, I would've been killed long time ago.

2. Crisps. They are unhealthy and fattening - and I LOVE them. Best thing is to curl up on the couch with a plaid, a book, a mug of earl grey and a bag of crisps. I like to eat one at a time and nibble it slowly. A bag will last me for days, unless C decides to join the feast in which case it'll last for minutes only.

3. Zelda. My favourite game. I AM Link - and I AM going to save Hyrule!

4. Procrastination. Why do something now, when I can wait 5 hours and almost die from the stress of having to do a 2 hour job in one hour? It's a major problem and one I am constantly telling myself that I need to work on...later, that is.

5. I talk to myself and the kitties all the time. The kitty language is terribly embarrassing nonsense sounds, but they love it and even C has managed to decipher it: "Don't buibui me." In fact, I've caught him using the buibui himself...he-he. (It means move)

6. I have a very low tolerance for arrogance. My logic tells me that it is a cultural thing, but that doesn't stop me from either getting annoyed or amused by arrogance (depending on the situation).

7. I often laugh at something, which no-one else finds funny - read above point on arrogance.

8. I like watching movies for children (Shrek, Ice-Age, Aladdin, The Monkey King...). I never watched the Little Mermaid, though. Not after I heard what they'd done to H.C. Andersen's original story. I am not going to watch "The Prince and Me" either. I mean...come on...honestly!

9. Music can make me cry (especially opera).

10. Small incidents can make a big impression on me. Lastest time was Thursday in Zürich. A seagull had gotten hold of this chunk of pizza. He could hold it only with his beak so wide open it looked as if he was about to split his head. The pizza was clearly too big to swallow. Now the problem was that the pidgeons had spotted the pizza and every time he'd stop to try and swallow it (optimism at its best!), they'd home in (pun intended). Seagulls are greedy creatures - sharing was clearly not in question, so putting down the pizza to peck at it was not an option. Flying was not an option, as that would reveal the pizza to all the other seagulls - who wouldn't be as polite as the pidgeons. So this gull was forced to run around with a wide open beak, holding a prize, he'd never be able to eat. I am sure there's a lesson to be learned here. :)