The inside of my mind currently feels like a shimmering cloud undulating to a rhythm I can’t quite understand. “Haha!” the cloud whispers, “I am your tiredness manifest; I obscure your thoughts! I hide your blogpost plans from you and make you buy silly things like Darrell Lea Caramel Snows from the airport at 6:30am!”
What my swirling silver mind-cloud ultimately convinced me to do is take a leaf out of my glorious friend Heidi’s book by presenting to you this A-Z of Me meme, because I can’t muster the energy to edit draft posts at present. In other words, I feel the opposite of this:
Bed Size: Skank Bed is a double. And, ever since I bought it 18 months ago, I have consistently curled up in a ball in just the right hand corner of it, thereby negating the entire point of having a large bed. (Those of you ready with quips, remember that there might be children present.)
Chore I Hate: Collecting the bucket of fish each morning to feed my pet seal. I still haven’t become accustomed to the smell.
Essential Part of My Day: Blogging. I jes’ love youse guys. Also, singing.
Favourite Condiment: My fridge has recently been taken over by condiments, to the extent that I believe they’re getting up to hanky-panky and multiplying as I sleep. I fully expect to find Vegestershire somewhere in there tomorrow.
Gold or Silver: Gold jewellery but The Silver Brumby. (Not the Russell Crowe travesty.)
Height: Finally tall enough to reach the paper towels in my parents’ cupboard.
Instruments I Play: Piano, clarinet, and voice.
Kids: I honestly cannot comprehend a life in which I’d have children already. That’s like trying to comprehend the appeal of Justin Bieber. It just… jumblecan’t… doesn’t… brain-mind… wonkysplash.
Lives: One…? What? I’m not a cat. I’m so confused right now. Oh, does this mean where I live? Canberra. But I’m still not a cat.
Mum’s Name: Whispering Gums.
Nickname: There’s not much you can do with Hannah, but lately people have started calling me Han.
Overnight Hospital Stay: None. However, I’ve already racked up four mystery injuries which no doctors or hospitals have been able to figure out. I DEFEAT YOU MEDICAL SYSTEM WITH MY CLEVERNESS!
Pet Peeves: Incorrect grammar (particularly apostrophes). Modern women saying they hate, don’t understand, or don’t support feminism whilst wearing pants, attending university, working and earning their own money, or just generally having a say in their own lives. Accidentally cracking the spine of a book. Having cold feet (literal, not metaphorical).
One must always garnish a Chocolate Peanut Butter Caramel Slice with carrot.
Quote from a Movie: Rooting through my rutabaga / Raiding my arugula and / Ripping up my rampion (My champion! My favourite!) / I should have laid a spell on him / Right there… or Clang, clang, clang went the trolley / Ding, ding, ding went the bell / Zing, zing, zing went my heartstrings / From the moment I saw him I fell.
I’m sorry. I’ve been singing to myself a lot lately.
Right or Left Handed: Right.
Siblings: As you who read this regularly would know, I have a brother who delights my soul and is one of my best friends.
Underwear: Agnes made me promise a long time ago to never again talk about my underwear on my blog.
Vegetables I dislike: I honestly can’t think of any; vegetables are my home boy.
What Makes Me Run Late: Remembering once I’m already out the door that I forgot to feed my fish.
X-Rays I’ve Done: Toe, hip, elbow, lungs. See above answer about hospitals and mystery injuries. Yay paralysing pain that doctors can’t figure out! I DEFEAT YOU MEDICAL SYSTEM WITH MY CLEVERNESS!
Yummiest Food I Make: Going by the stats of this blog, that would be my Raw Vegan Brownies with Icing of Pure Amazingness. But I’d say my raw vegan truffles, granolas, and nut butters (found here) are also pretty delicious.
Zoo Animals: Oooh, I did a zoo post once! I like Red Pandas. And anything that looks cuddly but would probably bite my nose off if given the chance.