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100 Things – 36-45

October 22, 2008 Filed Under: 100 Things

36. I need the shirts in my closet to be lined up in color order. I would rather leave my clothes crumpled in the laundry basket than put them away wrong. J’s side of the closet makes me cringe.

37. I’m messy. I can clean the house from top to bottom and have it looking showroom perfect, but an hour later, messes start exploding around me again.

38. I have a very low tolerance for jobs that will be quickly undone, like making the bed, doing the dishes, laundry, vacuuming, etc.

39. I have a houseplant named Slartibartfast. He’s a potted palm, and I’ve managed to keep him alive for over a year now, which is a record for me. I got a second one last weekend and named him Martibartfast.

40. I tend to name things that really don’t need names. I always thought I’d outgrow the need to name things, but I haven’t.

41. I frequently forget the names of things I’ve named and can only remember that they did have a name at one point.

42. I once bowled an eleven.

43. I was a very good inline skater until I slipped on wet leaves on a steep hill and broke my tailbone. It was the first time I ever fell while inline skating. When I recovered and tried to skate again, I got the yips and fell in front of a car stopping at a stop sign. The way the timing of it worked out, the elderly woman in the passenger seat thought her husband had hit me (even though I was a few feet away from the bumper) and she started screaming and swatting at him with her purse like a character out of a movie. I scraped my shoulder badly, but got up immediately to show them I was fine so she’d stop hitting him. I don’t skate anymore. I miss it. It was my sport. I haven’t found any other form of exercise I enjoy as much, but I really can’t afford to break my tailbone again.

44. I’m a good cook when I want to be.

45. I was on the campus soap opera in college. Yes, there’s a tape. No, you can’t see it.

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  1. Noelle says

    October 22, 2008 at 8:42 pm

    I was thinking about needling you on the first one to ask if you keep the browns with the browns… But you know what? I do the same exact thing with my clothes, and I think it’s a sad reason that I have very few stripes or patterns in my closet. I just don’t know where they go.

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  2. equa yona(Big Bear) says

    October 23, 2008 at 12:02 am

    Indeed, that mess thing is a pistol. They just spring from nowhere! And we should bowl on the same team.

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  3. Howling Hill says

    October 23, 2008 at 2:04 pm

    While I don’t arrange my clothes by color I do arrange by like. That is, all sweatshirts are grouped together, all hoodies are grouped next to non-hoodies, all dress shirts hang together, etc.

    I have a spider plant named Rhoda which I’ve had for probably 15 years. She doesn’t like it up here because she doesn’t get enough sun.

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  4. Courtney says

    October 24, 2008 at 12:49 am

    You bowled an eleven! Hee! What, did you have to leave the game after two frames?

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  5. Magpie says

    October 24, 2008 at 9:36 pm

    haha! Fantastic. :)

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  6. Mickey says

    October 29, 2008 at 2:22 am

    Did you have to go around with one of those inflatable seat cushion rings? I remember a girl in middle school who broke her tailbone and had one of those. I think she did it cheerleading. Your method was much more useful.

    Also, I was all about inline skating for a while, probably around high school. Good times and a hell of a workout.

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  7. Allie says

    October 29, 2008 at 7:48 pm

    Noelle – I actually think I have a bigger black section than a brown one, but it goes, black, brown, grey, green, blue, red (one sweater), and there are few prints.

    EY – Out of NOWHERE! I would totally love to be on a bowling team with you!

    HH – I’m glad I’m not the only one who names plants. I’m impressed that Rhonda has been alive so long!

    Courtney – No, I played the whole game. And I was actually trying.

    Mickey – I wanted one of those cushion things. I asked about it and they said, “No, we don’t do that anymore.” I guess it’s bad for your back to sit like that or something.

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  8. Allie says

    October 29, 2008 at 7:49 pm

    Magpie – Thank you!

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  9. Dash says

    October 30, 2008 at 8:11 pm

    #45 – Saw it!

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  10. Heather says

    January 25, 2009 at 12:21 am

    I name things too…I have mona, my iphone, steve the blue shirt, my brunch shirt, etc. I find it’s easier when I’m describing clothes to my friends to have a name to go with them, so they know what I am talking about.

    I broke my tailbone a total of 4 times now, twice as a kid, once 2 years ago on an unsuccessful snowboarding excursion and once in roller derby, which took me the longest to recover from. The dr. x-rayed it and said “I’ve never seen a tailbone look quite like this before.” I now wear a tailbone protector, which is a large piece of foam that gets stuck in my shorts while skating. I look like Kim Kardashian, but at least I am not afraid of falling anymore.

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