I Shoulda Been A Stripper. And Also A Doctor. But Stripper Would Be Way More Fun. Probably.
Hurrah for awards! Hurrah for strippers! Hurrah for combining the two!
Little Miss Blogger apparently thinks so highly of me that she bestowed the I Shoulda Been A Stripper award upon me. Either that or she thinks I'd be really good at working the pole. And I am, baby...I am.
So I'm supposed to list 7 of my personality traits and then give the award to 7 other bloggers and also drive the bus and make sure I keep it above 55 or it will explode. Part of that was probably in a movie. I forget which part. I think it was the personality trait part.
Here's my 7 traits...read 'em and weep. Or be bored. Whichever, I really don't give a fuck.
1. Sweary - fuck you if you don't think that's a trait. 2. Anxious - all the fucking time. 3. Obsessive/Compulsive - this morning I check the freezer in our garage 3 times to make sure the door was shut. Don't even get me started on unplugging my hair straightener. 4. Hilarious - duh. 5. Giving - to a fault, people. To. A. Fault. 6. Did I list Sweary already? Shit. 7. Nice Smelling - okay that might be pushing it for a "trait", but my niece once told me I always smell nice and I will always cherish that as one of my favorite things about myself. So there.
Phew, glad that part is over. Now on to the next part. I'm giving this award to the following bloggers...