QMusings

Ms. Q has been tagged.

She then went through the usual stages:

1. Disbelief
2. Mild Hysteria.
3. Ingestion of mood-altering substance of choice (in her case, red wine).
4. Realization that being made IT in the game of Internet Tag was an honor.
5. Acceptance. “Well..OK…if I have to ….”
6. Glee. “Wait-a-minute…I get to write about…ME. The one. The Only…The Inimitable…”

Edward Mills of Evolving Times has tagged me. Thanks!

She is now IT.

What does it mean to be it? I tell you 5 things you may not know about me and then I can tag 5 other bloggers.

5 Things You Don’t Know About Ms. Q

1) I am under 5 feet tall. Yes, Ms. Q is significantly short. Specifically, I am four-foot-ten-and-three-quarters. Yes, I always say it this way. If you meet any other women under 5 feet, they’ll be just as specific. Right at your…navel.

Despite my obvious height deprivation, some weird Mind Ninjitsu is going on because people always remember me as taller. I’ll be talking to them on the phone and they will say, “But, aren’t you like, five-three or something?” and of course I’ll reply, “Uh, no. I am four-foot-ten-and-three-quarters.” Granted, I am invariably in running shoes which do add a full inch, but five-foot-three? I don’t THINK so. Another comment I’ll hear is, “Oh. But you seem so much bigger.” Hmmmm.

2) I am a Pisces. Not that that is of any major Celestial importance. What makes it ironic is that I am allergic to fish. Yes, I can have them as pets. I just can’t eat them. Unless I want to become The Hive Queen.

3) I climbed a fire escape for love. I was 19! That’s what 19-year-olds do for love! He was my first boyfriend!

Typically, I was the Tiny Asian Female (if you didn’t know I was Asian, you do now) with the Linebacker White Guy. He was 6′1″, out-weighed me twice and then some and he lived with (hey, we were teenagers) his protective grandmother. In order to spend some, um, time with each other, he’d let me in through the garage, he’d go back to the apartment and I’d hightail it up some backstairs and finally up the fire escape to his bedroom window. Whereupon I’d tap. Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap! It was COLD out there! Up to then, I’d lived a pretty sheltered life and this was Really Romantic (high on hormones).

4) I can’t sing. I am physically capable of it so what I do technically counts as singing, but you really don’t want me to use my vocal cords in this manner. This lack did not prevent me from being in one of my high school musicals. I was just a chorus girl, but as one of the smaller chorus girls (see item #1) I was chosen for a dance scene that involved my jumping on the back of one of the boy “horses” and yelling “yee-haw!” while waving a cowboy hat.

5) I was painfully shy. Thankfully, it was limited to years 13-17. I can recall the age range because my parents were going through a divorce and I became quiet and ultra-responsible. Puberty, braces and headgear were the tipping point from shy to painfully shy. I rarely spoke. This concept is unbelievable to people who know me. This not speaking idea. I would only speak if spoken to and rarely spoke up. I literally squeaked when I had to give my first Book Report. However, after seeing fellow squeakers, I realized that if I were feeling empathy for them, they must be feeling empathy for me so I shouldn’t fear public speaking. I gave better book reports, but I still remained quite shy until The Prom. Getting a date to The Prom was my break-through moment. This set me up nicely for meeting Boyfriend #1.

I’m tagging:

Steve Pavlina – I came upon his site just when I needed to and this is how I’m paying him back.
Darren Rowse from ProBlogger – His site has been very helpful and I hope he thinks being tagged is as much as a hoot as I do.

Rich Peluso from DigitalRichDaily – We met just the other day at the Carnival Of Travel and I liked his blog right off the get-go.

Shamelle Perera at Enhance Life – she started her blog at the same time as I (Sept 2006), she has some great advice on things both personal and technical and this is my way of supporting a fellow newcomer!

The Manolo from Shoeblogs – – he’s not only Super Fantastic, but he’s been tagged!

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