Meme o' day

[petronia]

List five of your own idiosyncrasies (tagged by incandescens):

1) I couldn't read a map (in the sense of visualising how it corresponded to a 3D environment) until I was twelve. I could read for a year before I stopped mixing up left and right. I'm still not so hot at orienting myself, and frequently get turned around by entering a store and leaving it.

2) I have a high "comfort zone" when it comes to room temperature. Most people I know feel comfortable at 18-21C. I feel comfortable at 25-26C. Yes, I live in Canada. Yes, I am cold pretty much all the time. Yes, I am the asshat who turned the AC off while no one was looking.

3) I don't own a wallet. I wad all my bills into a coin purse, and don't carry ID or cards around unless I know in advance I'm going to need them.

4) I feel extremely uncomfortable about letting food go to waste. If we're at a restaurant together and you don't finish your plate, I won't hold it against you or anything, but chances are I will try to finish it for you. ^^;

5) I'm a boring drunk insofar as I act like I'm sober.

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I wrote 700 words of my SSBB story. It's not what I wanted to do before, nor what I wanted to do before that. ^^; Well, hopefully I shall finish this iteration at any rate. I suspect I have trouble loving my own characters - they are too much me and not enough other people.

EDIT -- Wen is in Japan and posted many photos, one of which shows something that looks suspiciously like a Takeda Shingen Hello Kitty. DAMMIT THE THINGS ARE FOLLOWING ME AROUND

Comments

[corneredangel.livejournal.com]

Wow. Whereas I probably learned to read a (contour) map at just about the same time I learned to read *period*. And we've always had maps hanging up on the walls of our apartment: world and US in Moscow, world and Russia in New York...Which isn't *quite* the same thing, but...

[petronia.livejournal.com]

Oh, I could "read" a map (in the first grade I remember having to pass a map-reading unit XD). Here's a lake, fifty kilometers between this point and this point as the bird flies, go two blocks and turn left to get to Elm Street, all that. I just couldn't... stand in the street and mentally rotate what I saw to get an "overhead view", or vice-versa. Basically, I didn't really grok the difference between "north" and "up" until I was twelve.