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What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid to admit I'm afraid of the dentist and everything to do with that place, I'm afraid of bananas, of being tied up, crowded malls, the edges of tall buildings or balconies, getting food on my hands (I hate that, when you're doing the dishes and there are all those crumbs and things *shudder* hmmm but maybe I hate it more than I'm afraid of it)... I'm not sure what else.

We were looking at a phobia site tonight... http://phobialist.com/
These would be some of my favourites, for the absurdity, to me. Of course, to others, they might be really serious so no offence intended, team... it's just, when you have fears, it's fun to laugh at other people's fears, to minimise the seriousness of your own. So... I did.

Geniophobia- Fear of chins
Deipnophobia- Fear of dinner conversations (that's how I met Steve really - long story!)
Kyphophobia- Fear of stooping
Proctophobia- Fear of rectums
Telephonophobia- Fear of telephones (I just like saying the word really)
Theophobia- Fear of gods or religion (plenty of those on the Net)
Xanthophobia- Fear of the color yellow

Phobophobia- Fear of phobias

and the best of all...

Zemmiphobia- Fear of the great mole rat!! You look, it's really there!

There's nobody about. Think I'll go write now. Working on Breathing Space. And I'm finally falling in love with Nick all over again, and he's flying now. OMG I love him... and he's not gay *g* - but *sigh* he's not real either...
Anyway, I haven't slept more than six hours a night for ages. It's wearing thin. I'm going to go see how I get on at least going to bed before eleven. Just have to hang out the white shirts... see you round.


Mar. 9th, 2007 09:18 pm (UTC)
- she cowered, and emptied her bladder all over the pavement. Hope greenpizzazz6 isn't that frightened! :)
*snort* that might make her sit up and blush! hee! I imagine she just moves away...

Bracken is a good name for a dog. I like it. My friend inherited a dog called Jason and she always felt embarrassed at the park calling for him!
Mar. 10th, 2007 10:25 am (UTC)
She was a Border Collie and one of the early breed champions was called that. But also, although she was short haired she had feathery brown long hairs overlying her tail and thigh fur, like bracken fronds. I tend to think animals name themselves, usually by their looks or behaviour, and I've never gone for human names for any of them.

My 'other' Jenny became a grandmother last week and apparently Sally and David were all set to call the baby Steve but he 'didn't look like a Steve' and is currently just Baby till they decide. I've never seen an animal that looked like a Jason!!!

We got Bracken at about 7 weeks and had her till she died at 18. Our previous dog, an Afghan Hound, came with the kennel name of Rabindranath Tagore but we called him Heisenberg (Heisi for everyday use) because if you knew how fast he was going you had no idea where he was ...
Mar. 10th, 2007 10:38 am (UTC)
We nearly called Asher 'David' and he has a near twin in his class (who is incidentally also half O'Brien but no apparent relation) called David!! That would have been confusing.

We had an Airedale called Otter (for the otterhound in their history) and we loved Ottie more than anything.

I like Heisi - that's cool too!
Mar. 10th, 2007 12:30 pm (UTC)
My first cat was Minnie, from Minouche or Minou, the French equivalent of Puss-Puss. I had a French flatmate at the time. Minnie's son was Small - from a small dark splodge on the top of his white head and as the opposite of his size. Gail's kitten started out as Inkblot, being a small puddle of black, then turned to Blitz because that was the general effect on the household.



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