I’ve seen a couple of people blogging something like this, and it seemed an interesting idea: a list of what one is not. So here goes.
I am not giving up my Britishness even though I am on the verge of being granted American citizenship. This is not to say that I’m not valuing the American citizenship also, but even though I have lived in Britain only fleetingly over the course of my life, that’s the root of my bloodline and I still feel very British.
I am not even slightly shy about talking to people. I have struck up conversations with complete strangers and reached the point of actual friendship within a short period of time.
I am not a Democrat despite my obvious leanings in a so-called “leftist” direction; I still disagree with them too much to accept the label. I won’t get into politics in this post, since I will probably end up rambling and losing sight of my other ‘nots’, but there is a ‘politics’ link in the tag cloud over on the right if you are in need of something soporific.
I am not a doctor, lawyer, engineer, historian or theologian, but this does not stop me talking about such subjects as though I know what I’m talking about. Indeed, I am very much that person who can’t quite seem to realize when the time has come to shut up. Indeed, sometimes my individual sentences seem to forget to end once their point has been conveyed.
I am not ashamed of my youthful forays into drugs and alcohol, excessive though they may have been at times. There may or may not be further stories from those days gracing these pages in the future.
I am not afraid of dying, but I am afraid of living beyond any capacity to enjoy it. I am, however, afraid of seeing those I love die.
I am not getting enough sleep a lot of the time.
I am not generally the kind of person to monopolize the couch and remote any time there’s a sports game on, and focus on that to the exclusion of all else. Having said that, there are a few cases in which I will do that, most notably international soccer games in which England are playing, or important Premiership games in which Tottenham are playing. Given that these games occur five time zones away, though, I often don’t get a chance to watch those even when they are televised Stateside.
I am not planning to fully grow up, thereby rendering the question of what I want to do when I grow up null and void. That said, the last year and a half have seen me become a father, a salaried employee and pretty soon a homeowner, so I guess I managed to find a little responsibility in here somewhere.
I am not above stealing the last line of brookem’s post on this same topic, quoted below:
I am not even close to being done with this list.
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