I am trying to think if I currently have any real phobias. When I was young (up through my teenage years, actually), I was screaming and crying afraid of thunderstorms, teeter-totters, slides, amusementpark rides, ladders, russian hogweed, and any weird mutated animal or plant.
Now, I don't really encounter these things- but I can do ladders and thunderstorms. I don't LOVE ladders, and I like to be firmly planted on the ladder (unlike lighting technicians), and I am not at all afraid of thunderstorms.
I don't care for bridges, but I am able to walk over them. I really don't care for grated bridges, and have to force myself. I guess the only real thing is that I cannot ride a bicycle over a bridge, I have to walk it. I would say that my fear of falling on a bicycle isn't really unfounded, though.
I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."
oh, let's!
Sophia, screaming fits over Russian Hogweed? I did not even know what that was.
I find us fascinating.
I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."
If you do this I will buy you a cake.
Sophia, screaming fits over Russian Hogweed? I did not even know what that was.
I was a nervous child, with a nervous mother, and my grandmother was prone to saying things like "Don't blow your nose to hard, or you will get a "mastoid" and you will have to shave your head and get an operation like your aunt gail", which resulted in me not learning to blow my nose until I was a teenager.
There was some of the Russian Hogweed growing in our town park, and some kids had made blow-guns from the stems, and were accidentally poisoned (but ended up being fine.
My grandmother told me not to go near it or I would get a rash in my throat, which would swell up and I would die.
You can see where this is going...
I feel like I need to create an Internet Tropes Wiki, and call pseudicide "Pulling a Fast Eddie."
Heh. Yes, you should do that.
Oooh, or is there a semi-appropriate trope on TV Tropes that can be edited to included "pseudicide = pulling a Fast Eddie"? Because that would be even funnier.
The only real phobia I have is my face being under water or water falling on my face. I've never learned to swim because of it. I panic when water goes over my head, even if I know I'm in, like, 5 feet of water and I could just *stand up*. I don't even like raindrops falling on my face!
I'm ready for retirement. Seriously. What's the earliest I can retire? I can't stand this "corporate job" bullshit much longer.
I thought maybe whole site called Net Tropes?
Congratulations on the job, Sara!
Happy Birthday, JZ!
My current work project is somehow managing to both bore me to death and fill me with a hearty dislike for one of the parties.
You can see where this is going...
A fear of grandmothers, is my guess.
