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Mar 18, 2011 17:46

It irrationally weirds me out when someone has entirely too much hair. It's even worse when they flip it a lot. Watching girls flip their hair literally makes me nauseous. Sometimes I dry heave. I can't explain it.

I rarely show when I'm pissed off and it's pretty hard to upset me. However, if you treat me like I'm stupid, there is a 100% chance I'm going to be upset with you, though I won't show it. Even on my worst day, I am not stupid.

I think it's tacky when people constantly repeat compliments others have given them. Really, I think it shows that the person has low self-esteem. It's okay to repeat the nice things people say but if you do it constantly, I'm going to think that what other people think of you defines you, and that's kinda sad.

I have no desire to go to Las Vegas.

If I had 48 hours alone, I'd go to a lodge, turn the heat up really high in my room and read in front of the fire. I'd spend the next day wandering slowly throughout a city- eating what I want then taking entirely too long shopping and looking at stuff.

I don't "get" people with really strong personalities.

I can see right through people, but I never let on.

I still have no idea how I landed a man as hot and wonderful as Allen.

My friends are all amazing. They all serve very different purposes in my life and I couldn't tell them enough how much they mean to me.

If we've met, I can describe your teeth in great detail.

I love making lists of random stuff.

It takes me very little discipline to eat healthy foods. It also takes me very little discipline to work out. However, it's fair to say that I am a very disciplined person, so maybe these things come naturally to me.

Kim Kardashian serves no purpose and should go away. And no, she's not pretty.

My former boss, Lila, is one of my idols. I admire her greatly, I wish I could be more like her and I felt like I got ripped off when she was taken from me.

I interview well.

I wash my hands before I eat anything, even if my hands never touch it.

My husband makes me feel beautiful.

I have entirely too many lines on my hands. Seriously- look at them sometime.

There's this crow that sits on the porch outside of my work. He only has one eye. We've named him Hannibal. He makes me smile.

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