Welcome to the thirty-second post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012.
Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone.
If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com.
I could not exaggerate just how busy things have been at work, lately. I am feeling like I need both a personality transplant (it’s all work, work, work!) and to leave it all behind in favour of a beach in Thailand.
So here’s a few things you might not know about yours truly:
9. I am obsessed with puppies. Particularly black labs, dalmatians and greyhounds. I don’t love too many cats, but I am really nice to my landlady’s cat, Simone. She hisses at me every time I see her and has never let me pat her, but I’m still nice to her.
8. I take German classes, and really dig learning the language. I have a super teacher, Katja, who hails from Rostock and owns a black labrador. Sie ist super!
7. My drink of choice is Bulmers/Magners. When we were out in the Lower Haight this week, the American introduced me to their new pear flavour. And did you know that they’re coming out with a Berry version with a hint of peach? YUM!
6. My special talent: catching flies and mosquitoes out of the air with my bare hands. It’s a skill that carries a lot of clout, particularly in Australia.
5. I love being outdoors, and exploring the city on foot. We walk almost everywhere. Each time we go wandering, we piece together a little more of the map of San Francisco.
4. Sometimes, I sit in the same seat on the same train on my way home from work. Occasionally, someone leaves little messages for me. The contents may be religious, but I still really appreciate it.
3. We live in a part of the city that doesn’t have any real supermarkets. So we do much of our food shopping at our local Walgreens where they lock random items in perspex cabinets. Toothpaste and instant coffee are under lock and key. True story.
2. I own ten coats. Yep, ten, and five of them are blue. It may sound like total overkill, but living in a city that requires specific layering techniques, I have grown accustomed to dressing accordingly. Each jacket has a specific function and temperature range. San Franciscans – who’s with me? But what I really aspire to either wear jeans, t-shirts and sneakers to work here in the city or wear cozzies and thongs to work in my beach-side bungalow in Thailand. A girl can dream…
1. I like to take photos of vomit on the footpath. One of the best days to do so is just around the corner. Hello, St Paddy’s Day!