i pick my nose and i don't care.
i don't like fruit and chocolate together except in cherry garcia ice cream.
i see a lot of black helicopters around my house, like 15 or more a day.
i procastinate up the wazoo, i'm doing it right now.
escargot is overrated.
i haven't been watching the news lately. all i know is people are upset about someone named hannity and someone named libby. i'd prefer not to know much else about that.
i never sit down on public toilet seats. i hover.
if i could have a special power i would choose invisibility.
life is too short to live without fine cheese.
i have a problem ever getting anything in the mail. i don't know what my deal is about that.
i answer the phone only 1% of the time, probably because 99% of the time i have it unplugged.
there is a special place in my heart for the smell of old books.
i've been listening to more elvis costello lately, especially "blood and chocolate" and "imperial bedroom"
the sound of the fridge drives me crazy.
people who are afraid of the colour pink have issues.
i have an ultrasound on the 30th and maybe i'll find out the sex of my baby. i hope it is healthy. nervewracking.
i'm eating almonds and honey and listening to feist.
i should stop procrastinating now because i can't think of anything else to say except that i am creating a circulatory system, and this makes me feel spaced out.
i might add more to this lately or i might delete it.