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1. I eat candy until it makes me sick to my stomach. It’s different kinds of sick based on the candy. For instance, a candy-corn stomachache feels very different than a good & plenty stomachache or a peeps stomachache…but it takes lots of chocolate covered gummi bears to make me sick. Also, do you notice a trend here? I tend to gravitate towards the crap candy everyone else gave up as disgusting around age 5, my favorites are basically pure sugar, with a little food coloring.

2. Nothing really grosses me out or scares me. I know lots of people are germ-a-phobes and all-antibacterial these days (I still remember Chareese’s gasp when I touched the escalator handrail). Whenever I have to touch something gross…I think of something my dad’s mom told him, “You can always wash your hands” and I dive in. Don’t get me wrong, I like my house spic and span as much as the next guy, but I just don’t mind getting the disgusting hair out of the drain, touching raw meat, killing insects, un-clogging the toilet, etc. I just wash my hands afterwards and all is well. Once, my friend's older brother called me over to his house to get rid of a scorpion for him. Under the nothing-grosses-me out category, I also love crime drama, CSI, Medium, stories from friends who work in the ER… Jim can’t stand it, but those are the things I want to watch/hear…it fascinates me.

3. I am a huge Debbie Downer. In the middle of a normal conversation with someone about Christmas shopping for their kid’s, I’d probably bring up all the recalled toys from China with lead paint, or the Aquadots that put kids into coma’s . Then the person I’m talking to won’t know what to say, and there will be a long awkward pause, and I’ll realize what I’ve just done and apologize. I do it ALL the time…I’m trying to stop! When I have a really bad Debbie Downer moment, Jim will do the sound effect from the SNL skit.

4. Potty humor makes me laugh every time. It's the kind of church-giggles laughing, that once it starts, I can't slow down, and invariably the conversation starts a downward spiral that can't be stopped. One of the things I love most about my closest friend is that she (I won't name names) and I still get each other laughing this way whenever we're together.

5. I do everything REALLY fast. I get impatient when I have to slow something down. I read fast, walk fast, draw fast, and clean my kitchen before I finish cooking. I like to think it's a ruthless efficiency, but it's not, it makes me very in-efficient. I think I could be a decent artist if I just had to patience to spend a little more time on the details, and I would remember the last book I read a little better if I didn't plow through it so fast. Even walking from place to place I walk FAST, and I'm always thinking of the places I need to go, people I need to see. Still I can't keep up with Brooke's speedy sudoku.

6. I'll do anything for the story. I love to hear and tell and good story. When I'm on a trip and something terrible or embarrasing is happening, I get a secret thrill in thinking, this is going to be a GREAT story. Only two problems, one, I'm a horrible story-teller, and two, I never have the rapt audience I imagine. That's why I love the blog.

I tag: katie, natalie, steph, & mattie