tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704022012362091525.post4576393426734322954..comments2023-07-10T01:56:39.613-07:00Comments on The Ex-Ex-Nomad: A Little Bit of History Repeatingdanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09139420136322013850noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704022012362091525.post-50911238879347232802007-02-22T10:32:00.000-08:002007-02-22T10:32:00.000-08:00I never thought about being an animal in a past li...I never thought about being an animal in a past life... arrogant me, I guess.<BR/><BR/>I love the propellerheads song, too, so imagine the dismay I felt to see it on a Pantene commercial... ugh. No TV can really be a good thing sometimes!danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09139420136322013850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2704022012362091525.post-4284386355797953302007-02-22T09:04:00.000-08:002007-02-22T09:04:00.000-08:00my dad thinks i must've been a field mouse of some...my dad thinks i must've been a field mouse of some sort in my past life, preyed upon by hawks and such. when he used to take me outside as a baby, i'd get upset and hide in his shoulder when the wind would flutter the leaves in the tree. these days - i'm no longer afraid of leaves, but wings terrify me. birds waddling around are okay. birds with flapping wings - a whole different story. they brought me to the butterfly sanctuary once when i was little and i fainted dead from terror (also the wings). And manta rays with that huge wing-span? On a class field-trip, I backed away from the pool until I was against the wall and started hyperventilating. <BR/><BR/>by the way - i love the reference to the propellerheads song.inkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00065109055186901098noreply@blogger.com