Five things I'm good at? Gosh, I don't know. I'd say I'm pretty adequate at a lot of things, but actually good? I guess breathing would probably be one of those things. Heck, I don't even have to think about it yet there I go on, continuing to be alive.
Writing my Collective post is definitely not one of those things. I can't ever seem to think of anything to write about, or on those increasingly rare occasions I do come up with an idea I can never actually put any meat on those bones. Oh! Putting meat on my bones! I've very good at that. In fact, I've eaten THREE DONUTS in THREE DAYS and managed to gain, like, thirty pounds in the process. Go me.
My nose has been just a continuous snot faucet for almost an entire year now, which means I must have gotten very good at creating mucus. In fact, I am probably the all-time world record holder in boxes of tissues used in a single day.
It's pretty well documented that I am the exact opposite of a champion sleeper, but when I DO sleep, I excel at having very specific nightmares (there's the one where I'm in trouble with someone at work, and then there's the one where I realize at the end of the semester I've skipped all my classes and have no idea what day I have which class, where said classes actually meet, and how to speak, like, French or whatever). So that's been fun.
And jigsaw puzzles. I'm very good at those.