Ok, this is not fair. If anyone at all reads this blog they ought to tell me their "Room 101". I am always talking about mine since they really do bother me too much. You know, hair clots (gag), metal (jewelry and coinage in particular), fingerprints on cheese (or just touching cheese will really get the gag reflex going), worms (very similar to shrimp, so that is why I don't like shrimp), and spiders (just thinking about poor Miss Muffet and how her cruel father would make her eat them mashed up to cure a cold is beyond me---I would seek my vengeance keenly). There are probably more things but I really don't feel like digging deep.
So, what is your Room 101 (I am referring to Orwell's 1984, when I say this, of course)?
Now if you will please excuse me, I have to recover my bearings.
Green Cathedral
Madness in a high-ceilinged building.
Followers
People in my Holy Place
The Professor----Formerly known as Dear Sir, my husband, the man of the house
The Oldest----Known in younger years as Mickey Mouse, and now he is embracing adulthood by being over 18.
Eraser Eater----Well-known for his old habit of eating erasers and whining about ridiculous things. Now he eats Tabasco sauce and says little in his 15 years.
The Girl---The one who is still more mature than I am at 13.
The Oldest----Known in younger years as Mickey Mouse, and now he is embracing adulthood by being over 18.
Eraser Eater----Well-known for his old habit of eating erasers and whining about ridiculous things. Now he eats Tabasco sauce and says little in his 15 years.
The Girl---The one who is still more mature than I am at 13.
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2 comments:
okay - let's see - my room 101 . . .
of course the common nails on a chalk board, ants in the carpet and especially my own blood.
ann
oh - and i'm with you on the hair clots!
since it's a matter of fairness. Room 101 is my Room 101. I read that in 1984 as a kid and it still haunts me. That and high heights. Bets always asks me if I'm Ok when we drive over expansion bridges--eyes on the road don't look down.
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