Everybody says chain mail's bad (and i have to say i heartily agree) but it's been around longer than we realise, hasn't it? what about in medieval times? they loved the stuff - they even made clothes out of it! unthinkable!

anywya, here's some of the blasted stuff, coutesy of ~WackyRacky

i don't actually understand rule number *one*, which can't eb a good sign... but meh.

The rules:
1. Post these unfollowable rules.
2. Each person tagged has to post 8 strange facts about themselves
3. The Tag persons should write incredibly long journal of these facts.
4. Then post 8 unlucky persons to be tagged and named.
5. Go to their page and leave a depressing comment telling them they're tagged. They will cry.

okay, facts: (um...)

1. I have the most ridiculous middle name ever. It is Montserrat. It merits all sorts of nicknames. Monster-prat, monster-rat, monster-twat... i got monster-mat once too... ithink the person was feeling particularly inventive at the time, showing their full and astounding intellect.

2. I'm vegetarian, and rather fussy. I used to be able to boast of being a vegetarian who didn't eat vegetables, but i'm getting better now! ^___^ And when people say "so why're you a vegetarian?" (Just conversatinoally, y'know. When there's an awkward pause in a convertsation. Just like that.) I have nothing to say but "um, cos my mum is. it's nothing ethical or anything like that. i'm just too lazy to change." which, of course, doesn't win me many friends out of those people i was having thsoe conversations with a minute ago.

3. I am one of the most convoluted people you will ever meet. (or, seeing as this is the internet, probably never meet.) I seem to have articulation problems, and don't know the meaning of the word 'summary'. and my writing isn't exactly lucid prose, as proven in number 2. Never, ever, ask me to relate a story.

4. I like languages. Most people class that as strange I do spanish and french, and up until today, as of when i have officialy finsihed school, i did latin too, and have done bits of russian and italian and know how to say "your mother is delicious" in german.

5. another interesting thing about me is that i can't count. you see, i couldn't tell the difference between numbers like, say, 5 and 8. let me explain. if say, i was supposed to write 8 facts for some incredibly interesting journal, and i only wrote 5 instead, y'know, i just couldn't tell the difference! it's jsut one of those things... such a shame....



Club: (wow!)


EDIT: oh yeah, and tagged people (who i am assured WILL cry) are:

and anyone else who wants to weep pointlessly