The rules are as follows:
# Link to the person who tagged you
# Post the rules on your blog.
# Share seven random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog.
# Tag seven random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
# Leave a comment on their blogs so that they know they have been tagged.

1. I don't like looking into windows or mirrors in the dark in case there's something looking back. Instead I do my best to ignore them, although I'm not sure whether seeing them or not seeing them would be worse.

2. I avoid coffee, tea, and fizzy drinks because I don't like the caffeine too much. There are exceptions: sometimes I'll have a coke with Ben, and energy drinks are acceptable if there is nothing else I can do to keep myself alert.
Last night I did my final pool session with Dive Ski in Petone. I didn't get home till midnight, and forgot to set an alarm. I woke up just in time, but had some serious difficulty getting coherent. I've had half a V and now I'm all jittery. Caffeine and Shannon do not mix well.

3.I am unable to take off my weight belt and put it back on without incident in the pool. Taking it off is easy-peasy, but putting it on ends badly. Last night I ended up face down in the water headbutting the corner of the pool wall while laughing like a maniac into my second stage, with a giant killer cramp in my right calf.
The weight belt was in the right position, but my right fin kept popping out of the water and causing me to flip to my side before I could buckle it securely. I may have been close to kicking another member of our group in the face at one point.  I'm in no danger of being called 'graceful in the water' any time soon.

4. I think worse of people who admit they eat mushrooms because they're fungus. Ew. However I'll eat the low fat, low GI Smoked Chicken Pasta Bake from Wishbone with no complaints. It's full of mushrooms.

5. Despite all my previous jobs, and past and present study, have real difficulty seeing myself in a boring desk job for the rest of my life.
My favorite imagined careers so far:

• Being something fabulous in the circus, probably a lion tamer, or a bareback rider.
• Being a bodyguard for someone who, inexplicably, gets attacked a lot by people who never think to bring a gun. In this career I get to tell people that I'm about to "end" them, or that if they don't get the hell out of there "I'll break their nose so hard they'll be snorting cartilage for a month".
• Travelling all over the world while writing hilarious and well read columns about it...
• Winning a lot of money and buying a lot of property which I grow a native forest on. I spend the rest of my life galloping hoses through tracks in the forest and receiving medals and donations from other riders, who vastly appreciate me recognising the need for a place like it.
• And a myriad of other things that can't quite be called a career (is eating cheese a job description? Would someone pay me to do it?)

6. I just met someone important-ish on a delivery to another office. Instead of doing the usual and ignoring me, he inexplicably introduced himself. I was so bewildered by the turn of events I forgot my job position ("oh I'm <boss>'s admin <long pause> type-person") and snapped my gum at him.
Why I was chewing gum on an official-type office delivery is also inexplicable.

7. I get massive head-being-squeezed-in-a-vice type headaches when I don't drink enough water (enough is 2-3L if I've worked out that day.) As a result I leave a water bottle in any spot where I spend a lot of time, and carry one in my backpack most days.
All 5 bottles have been empty for two days now and I've only just realised. (Insert proverb about shutting the gate after the horse has bolted...)

I'm not going to tag people for this one, but if you'd like to do it, or if you've already done it then let me know and I'll head on over to your blog to check it out...

Pe curand.