FINALLY, I have gotten tagged by the lovely TrayC. I was beginning to feel left out of the madness. So, rules of the game: write eight things about yourself: facts, unknowns, whatever you so desire. Then, tag six people of your own choosing.

Eight things about me:

I am beyond a bookworm. It was not until I reached college that I did not spend each and every class reading snippets of some book on the sly under my desk, leading all prior teachers to complain to my parents that I was a great student but that I had to stop the furtive reading. I used to bring books to parties.

I hate rolling up hoses. I would choose most unsavory tasks above rolling up a hose. Conversely, I have an inexplicable love of the White Russian commercial with all the exotic animals.

My first celebrity crush was David Bowie. Or Michael Jackson. I'm not entirely sure.

I have a repetitive sense of humor; that is, there are certain things that I can find funny no matter if I've heard them 1, 10, or 1,000,000 times. Luckily, my boyfriend has a streak of this as well, which explains why the two of us have been walking around the house for the past few days saying "moose...and squirrel" in Russian accents.

When I was around six, I wanted to be a cult leader. Well, I wanted to start my own religion and make lots of money and have lots of followers, which my dad helpfully termed the Cult of Tanya.

As a Swiss girl (and a mildly obsessive-compulsive person), I have an infinite love for chocolate, cheese, hazelnuts, and hiking.

On the same note, if it weren't for fear of certain repercussions (i.e. weighing 900 pounds), I would happily only eat bagels and cream cheese. Now, by bagels, I mean really good, poppyseed or everything bagels, smothered in cream cheese (and I do mean more cream cheese than bagel), and preferably black olive.

I never believed in Santa.

And I taaaggggggggg the following peeps, whom I haven't seen post, but may have already been tagged a bazillion times:

Amanda
Battlestar
D
Playfully
Rainey
Zelda