Perfect Ten

1) I have a blog. Not news to you, but something not many people in my real life know. This means that I am unable to pimp for votes, and that this is effectively a two-horse race between Bob and Tippler. Go Bob!

2) My porn star name is Mischief Marshall. Which I think is quite a good one.

3) On two separate occasions, I have gone to have a tattoo done, and fainted before the needle even came close to my skin. Strangely, despite my needle phobia, I had no problem at all when it came to having my navel pierced. I still don’t have a tattoo.

4) When I meet men, I immediately assess whether or not I would have sex with them. Regardless of their age, status or sexual orientation. I find it helps pass the time in meetings quite nicely.

5) I have a single, wiry dark hair which grows by my right nipple. I pluck it obsessively and live in horror of it poking through the skin on a night when I have company.

6) Since the age of 13, I have needed to wear glasses. My parents bribed me to do well in my Highers with contact lenses. I hated wearing my glasses, so until I got the contact lenses I spent the best part of three years wandering around blind unless my parents could see me.

7) I cried more when my dog died than I did when my dad died. Not because I didn’t love my dad, but because it just seemed easier not to deal with it at the time. I managed not to deal with it at all for six months and then had a mini-breakdown. As opposed to a mini-break which was probably what I needed at the time.

8) I am not allergic to anything. In these times where everyone seems to have intolerances galore, I suspect it would make me a bit more interesting if I was.

9) As a child, I desperately wanted a pony, and my parents wouldn’t buy me one. A sensible decision, as we lived on a housing estate, not a farm. For around six months, I decided I was a pony – called Misty Morning – and trotted everywhere, jumping over things and neighing. I was about four, and my mother seriously worried that I would have to be taken to see a psychologist. Prior to being Misty Morning, I was a dog called Molly and would only eat from a bowl on the floor.

10) I have never officially lived with a partner. This is partly due to a fear of being trapped which stems from a previous abusive relationship. It is also partly due to the fact that I am a selfish control freak and the idea of sharing fills me with horror.

Perfect Ten - The Beautiful South

Comments

[bob]

Re: #4: Me too! This also applies to tube rides (no pun intended).

[bedshaped]

I think I saw something on YouTube starring Mischief Marshall.

[penfold]

Strangely I have a secret fantasy involving riding a miopic woman who thinks she's a pony - using a single wirey hair to cling on...
;)
(Cat for president - yay)

[jim and doug]

Wow...I like you!

[Angelalala]

Re #7, I cried more at my mate's recent funeral than at my dad's and my grandad's, even though they were only three weeks apart.

The mind is a funny thing. As are you, but only when you mean to be.

[Cat]

Bob, I also scrutinise women's figures, which sometimes gets mistaken as either staring or eyeing them up.

beshaped, I hope it's not that phone film Colleague E has...

Penfold, neigh...

Jim and Doug, why thank you.

Angelalala, I'm glad it's not just me. And thanks!

[Joseph]

I chickened out on my tattoo because the day I'd worked myself up enough to actually do it I walked past a very old man with wrinkly paper-skin inked in blue. I've never wanted a tattoo since.