Let's talk about me

Transferred from myspace. Originally posted September 17, 2007

Today, I'm going to talk about myself, because I just don't think I do that enough. :) Anyway, My 100 has gotten a response or two, so I decided to list a few more random things about me. BTW, if you read my blog (and I can see that a lot of you do), drop me a line. Say "hi" or "wow, you're nuts" or something. Let me know who you are.

On to random things:

I hate coffee. And I mean hate it. With a passion. I don't even like the smell of it, I hate it so much. Also, coffee breath is heinous. How can you people drink that crap?

I'm afraid of spiders but I won't kill them because they eat other bugs that I'm more afraid of. If there's a spider in my house I scoop it up on a piece of paper and take it outside.

I get ridiculously excited over the fall TV season. I am so excited about Journeyman I can barely contain myself. It stars the fantastic Kevin McKidd who I love. If you don't know who he is, he was Lucious Vorenus in Rome. His facial expressions alone are genius.

Deal or No Deal is one of my favorite shows because I like to bitch about how stupid the people on the show are. Stop being so damn greedy people and take the deal!

I have horrible sinuses. If I say I have a headache, I am not kidding. Take me seriously.

One of my college boyfriends (who I lived with for 8 months) left me for a man. And didn't tell me. I found out from a gay friend of mine. I was pissed. Leaving me for a man was one thing (talk about a blow to the ego), but finding out from someone else was another thing entirely.

I recently found out that another former boyfriend of mine is now gay. Coincidence?

I try to care about politics, because I think I should, but I just can't muster up the interest. I think the elections should be held on TV, a la American Idol. And the politicians should have to have an interesting talent. How cool would that be?

I don't like cats and think people who do are strange. I mean, cats don't like people, they're mean, they pee on stuff for fun and they stare at you all weird, like they're planning on eating you if you should die in the house and there's nothing else for them to snack on.

I like peanuts, but positively hate peanut butter. Even the smell of peanut butter icks me out. Isn't that odd?

My high school sweetheart took me to my first professional baseball game in Sept 1990 and I've been a die hard Cubs fan ever since. Go Cubs!

When I was in the 11th grade the powers that be took away the cushions to the furniture in the student lounge for some unremembered infraction. All that was left were the wood frames. It was damned uncomfortable. A friend of mine and I made a big sign that read "Welcome to Stalag 17" and hung it over the door to the lounge. The administrators went crazy. They asked the perpetrators to come forward, but we never did. I was nervouse for the next 3 months that we would get busted and suspended.

I drink hot tea, but hate it cold. I drink one cup of tea every morning and you do not want to be in my path if I haven't had it. Grrrrr!

There's more, but my sinuses are killing me so I'm off to bed. Where I don't like to be touched while trying to get to sleep. I am not a snuggler!