Friday, February 1, 2013

My mind needs a safety gate.



ahhhhhhhhhhhh
I often wonder where the closest snake is.

I hate touching fax paper.  Styrofoam.  Corderoy ( large wale not pin wale)

I wish restraurants wouldn't put the condiment cups of dressing ON my salad.  I hate that.  Plates of food on my plates of food.  And crackers in packages ON my salad.   It's like they're too lazy to make another trip and they keep piling crap on top of my food. 

I once failed a German Exam for refusing to stand in front of the class and give a 5 minute speech. 

I can't resist telling a complete stranger if he/she looks like a celebrity.  Sometimes it's not a compliment.

I like to send birthday cards to people just because. 

I hate to cook eggs and then eat them.  I order mine out.   I cook eggs every morning for Bill and I have oatmeal.  It's weird. 

I won't embark on a road trip unless everyone has brushed their teeth.  Andrew isn't allowed to take his shoes off.  Still.

I love quarters. 

I can only take a fish off the hook if I have 10 bandaids.  One around every knuckle of each finger.


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