My three things.

[joegoda]

* Post 3 things you've done in your lifetime that you don't think anybody else on your friends list has done.
* See if anybody else responds with "I've done that."
* Have your friends cut & paste this into their journal to see what unique things they've done in their life.

1. I have stood on the grass of the B'hai Temple in New Delhi, India.

Huh... I started to write one of the most surprising things, but I suspect it would cause such shock that I just didn't. I'm fairly sure that none of you have ever done it, and it pretty much changed my life. If you guess it, I'll own up to it, but otherwise, it dies with me. Does anyone else have even ONE of those? That you wanted to add here, but thought better of it?

2. Hahaha. You know those things that I've written about in my 'Aspect' stories? Well... most of them are based in Truth. I have been attacked by a demon that I defeated. I have had a golden sphere that taught me things. And I have been to Las Vegas, New Mexico. (Okay... that may count as three right there, but since they came from ONE story, I count it as one.)

3. I saw the Three Stooges in person, when Curly was still alive and got to talk to them.

Comments

[apocalypticbob.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I have a few things I thought about posting, but thought better of.

No need to air all of the skeletons, right?

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

Nope, unless it's a point brought up in Truth or Dare, or you get to know someone so well, you KNOW they will indeed and truly help you bury the bodies.

[capi.livejournal.com]

Hmmmmm..... that never even occurred to me. Like.... hmmmm.... like when i started a fire once? On purpose? *blush*

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

Yes. Just exactly like that, dear. I did the firestarter too, by the way. I was about 5 or so and I was really mad at my parents for some reason. I set fire to the first car my uncle ever had... a '53 ford sedan. The seats were stuffed with straw, you see and lit very easily. I don't think I meant to burn the car down... I was pretty mortified.

[capi.livejournal.com]

*nod* I don't remember what motivated me when i did it. I remember where i was. Don't remember how old i was, either, but i was under 10. Old enuf to know better, surely. We were with those cousins we just had a funeral with, and everyone was pretty sure i started the fire; it was out at the ballfield. (They were all jocks, so we spent a LOT of time out there, which bored our side of the family to tears mostly.) One of my cousins tried to wring a confession out of me by telling me a fireman was killed putting it out, but even at that tender age i knew that was total BS, cuz it was a tiny little grass fire away from all the people and they had it out in no time at all. Yeesh. I was mortified only that all the engines came screaming out there. I wanted attention, perhaps, but not drama.

[rowangolightly.livejournal.com]

Ok, now you've got me really curious but I completely suck at guessing.

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

Which is why I put it as I did. If someone actually guessed it, I figured they deserved to be validated. Someday, since I know you and I share some darker aspects of life, I may tell you.