More Me(me)!
Author: Jayne
12
Sep
Heather at The Wishful Writer tagged us with a meme, and considering how badly I flubbed it last time this happened (I didn’t know what they were
) I’ve decided to do this one!
It involves listing 8 random facts about me. After all, I know you guys can’t get enough me, right? 
- I make shit up. All the time. Like… I’m even making this up.
- I sleep with a stuffed rabbit ( and a stuffed Scotsman. — and by this I mean he’s full of fraudulent votes.)
- My son is smarter than I am. But I’m sneakier than he is.
- I have this PSP game that tests your brain age, and mine apparantly is 24, 13 years younger than my real age. They say that younger is better, meaning you’re spry or some shit, but the side effect seems to be that I use the word “like” indiscriminately. (See #1)
- I don’t understand people who enjoy reality shows. (But I wish I enjoyed reality shows, because I always feel like I’m missing something because of how enraptured other people get with them.)
- I am a bad speller. But I own a dictionary, so I can hide the shameful fact from the world.
- I’ve been shocked and amazed by how many truly brilliant women there are out there blogging every day. Before this, my experience of the internet was mostly of YouTube teens and netspeak nonsense. Plus a bunch of crazy internet people that seem to find me wherever I land on the net. Either that or there are millions of them.
- I’m not really very bitter. I just have a hard candy shell.
I’m supposed to tag other people, but for some reason hesitate to do so. But I’d love to see what other people have to say about themselves, so please please if you’re a BFBW reader and you want to do this, please consider yourself tagged!
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I, too, am younger by brain than by chronological age. I feel this gives me a distinct advantage over my peers in that I can throw mardy tantrums to get my own way, go off into huge sulks, not take responsibility for my actions and suffer breakouts of acne indiscriminately.
It might mean I have a young brain, but it doesn’t make me very popular, though.
I did it sometime in the past - can’t remember when though!
Laughing out loud on 1 through 7 but #8 stunned me. “Not very bitter” shattered all my illusions - perhaps your young mind was distracted by the prospect of a tootsie roll and you really meant to follow up with “Like, Just Kidding” -and I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Oh dear, I’ve shocked a new reader!
But, yanno, like totally.
My brain is a lot younger than the rest of me, too- I haven’t had this scientifically verified like you, but it’s true. And my literature is frequently seasoned with “likes.” I also agree with you that there are some amazing people authoring amazing blogs out there. I tend to aim a bit lower than that- I shoot for “The Three Stooges” brand of humor. And I’ve never watched a reality show either- not out of principle, but because commercials make me angry. And I’m not shocked, just intrigued by your candy shell. Do you have to stay inside when it rains?
Yay! Thanks for playing
Promise me that you won’t think less of me because I am a reality show whore….
I mean, I’m not actually a whore whore. I’m just a love-to-watch-whore.
just in case there was any confusion.
i’d leave a longer comment, but gotta catch a rerun of America’s Next Top Model….
I could never think less of you! I’m dead jealous!
BTW, thanks for clarifying the “whore whore” thing, because I was confused!
I love point number 3 - sneakier than your son. That is me still at this point in time. My brain age is younger than my real age, cannot seem to get the body age to be younger though which is preferable.
Hey, if you are a hard candy shell , you must be sweet inside. Either that or you are actually peppermint - which is hot inside.