Okely dokely... here are five things about me (just read the bold if you're pressed for time):
1. The most interesting thing about me is that I was once diagnosed with boredom.
I was working in a cd shop at the time, and among other things, discovered that it is possible to literally be bored to tears. It was pretty hideous, so I bought a one way ticket to find myself and...
2. I found myself in Tasmania.
I spent two months walking a dog, reading books and going to at least one different cafe or pub every day.
3. I once saw a man get arrested by the fashion police.
He was standing next to a group of police officers and tried to slink off a board and bus when they dashed after him. The only crime he appeared to be committing as far as I could see was that he was wearing dirty trackie dacks and a flannie with holes in it. So I assume that is what he was being arrested for.
4. My view on Nudist beaches is - I can't think of anything worse... except paintballing
That says it all really.
5. I used to lie in confession.
I had two lies that I told every time. Well, they were stretches of the truth I suppose. The first was when you were supposed to say to the priest "it's been ___ days/weeks/whatever since my last confession". I never knew how long it had been but it always felt like ages (and in kid time it had been) so I would always say "it's been... um... a while since my last confession" because I though the priest would get cross that I hadn't been often enough. The second lie was when you had to confess something. Most 10 year olds don't know how to sin, and I was no exception. I could never think of anything I'd done, so I always said "I've been mean to my sister" because I figured that even if I couldn't remember a specific incident, I probably had been at some stage.