I talk to my cats like they're people. Because they understand me.
I'm not afraid of death... I've kissed dead kids goodbye.
Between family and friends, I've been to over 50 funerals... closer to 80, I think.
I don't want kids of my own, but love working with them.
I can get lost in a book for days... even one I don't necessarily like.
I'm compulsively disorganized.
I'm totally addicted to kettle corn (not mass produced), raw carrots, and pepitas.
I like my bourbon straight... which apparently is odd for a chick.
I don't eat chocolate.
I love picking apart people's personalities, thought processes, and behavior patterns. And I do it ALL of the time, in every scenario. I have a theory about every single person I've ever come into contact of any kind more than once.
I know there's more... even S's sisters have proclaimed me "weird."
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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