My very first award. And I got it twice!

Jeff, over at This is Why You're Hold Time is so Long, and Mysterg, over at Meditations in an Emergency, have both seen fit to give me an award!

I'd like to thank my fingers. Without you, this never would have been possible. You guys type like some bad ass bitches. I love you.

The award I've received is...The Honest Scrap Award.



Which is weird because I make all this shit up. I've basically been lying to all of you this whole time. Actually, I'm not even from this planet.

(Okay, okay. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. It's just too weird. And all of it has happened to me.)

They both seem to have different opinions of what one must do when one receives this award, so I'm going to do whatever I want.

According to Jeff: "The onus is on me to award this to three blogs, and they're to link back, thereby supplying the interwebs with more things to read on slow work days."

According to Mysterg, the rules are as follows:

1. “The Honest Scrap” award is not one to hold all to your self but it must be shared!
2. The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.
3. The recipient has to pass along this prestigious award to 10 more bloggers.
4. Those 10 bloggers all have to be notified they have been given this award.
5. Those 10 bloggers should link back to the blog that awarded them.

Since everyone I know has already received this award, I'm going to go out searching for new bloggers and I'll let you know what I come up with in a later post. Or I'll forget all about this and be a lazy bitch. Please start taking bets now.

I do think it's fun to tell 10 true things about myself, though coming up with 10 things I haven't already spilled will be an interesting endeavor. And away we go!

1. I convinced myself I was allergic to bell peppers and told everyone in my life this was the case, when really I just don't like them. I don't think it's possible to be allergic to some peppers and not others, but I'm not sure.

2. I stopped believing in Christianity when I was about 10-years-old. Now I'm an atheist.

3. I am really helpful. Almost to a fault. Hence, the nickels.

4. I once sort of...stole a friend's boyfriend. And I still relish in it. She was kind of a bitch.

5. I have never smoked a cigarette, but I love a good cigar. And not in the Clinton way, you pervs.

6. When I was 15 or 16, I walked into a donkey show in Mexico. I promise to elaborate on this on a TMI Thursday sometime, but I don't promise it will be here.

7. If there's dancing in it, I will watch it. With the exception of Mama Mia! Sorry, I just can't get on board with that one. But So You Think You Can Dance, America's Best Dance Crew, Dancing with the Stars, Center Stage, Step Up, Stomp the Yard, Dirty Dancing. I've seen them all. Except that Dance Your Ass Off show, that's where I draw the line. I saw a clip on The Soup and it scared the crap out of me.

8. I am a complete wuss about pain. Even though I really want to get a tattoo, I probably never will because I'm scared of how much it will hurt.

9. I would usually rather stay home and watch zombie movies and eat ice cream than go out, but usually I go out anyway.

10. I kissed a girl and I liked it. Oh, that was Katy Perry's thing (I can neither confirm nor deny whether this is true for me). Sometimes I drink the olive juice from the green olive jar.

11. I hate email forwards more than mosquitoes. And I probably think less of you for sending me one. Unless it was in jest or to make fun of people.

12. Men who cannot spell are far less attractive to me than men who can spell. Regardless of actual looks.

13. I'm allergic to latex. How fun!

I decided to go with a baker's dozen, since there were two sets of rules anyway.

And for your first new blogger (and you guys thought I wasn't going to send you to anyone!), please go check out Graygrrrl at The Art of Throwing Stones. I know her in real life and she is one of the funniest, most confident, no bullshit people I've ever known. I'm a little scared of her, actually. Please don't tell her you don't like Twilight. She will beat your ass (but I still don't get it). I'll let her choose the rules she'd like to follow (though I tend to lean toward the ones with numbers being legit).