Other Things You Probably Shouldn't Know

I’m afraid of spiders

When I am writing, I shouldn’t be interrupted, unless you WANT to be eaten alive.  This is a rule no one is brave enough to break. Except my husband and daughter (which means interruption is imminent)

I speak Klingon (very very poorly)

I love Star Trek (and can probably name that episode you vaguely recall)

I hate bad spelling (No, this is not a peeve… I HATE POOR SPELLING)

Bad grammar is not okay.

My grammar is probably worse than yours (he he he)

No one laughs at my jokes, but I keep telling them.

I often disappear. (sometimes right in front of people!)

Yeah, I meant that figuratively (You were wondering, weren’t you?)

I don’t always answer my cell, even if it’s from my best friend (I sometimes don’t respond to messages either) This is usually because I am busy with something and decide to call them back later or respond to the message later (this is only if I know the call or sms will take long) Yeah, you hate me, admit it.

Sometimes I’m a real push over (whom I kidding?! I’m like that all the time)

When I find a book or movie that really moves me (not necessarily the weepy kind of “move”) I will read and watch it over and over. I’m a sad loser that way.

I am protective and occasionally a little possessive.  Over a good book (that someone ELSE wrote) a good movie, some random thing I read or some silly belief I hold (boy is that a long list – let’s leave that for another day, shall we?)

I occasionally get this overwhelming need to build or make something.  If you don’t let me just run with it, a strange chemical reaction takes place and the whole place blows up.  No really… Chances are it’s because I was building something on the low down.

I’m addicted to carbs. I love bread, white bread, brown bread, seed loaf, soft rolls, seed rolls, cheese rolls (need I go on?)

I don’t like chocolate (unless it’s the occasional dark chocolate with almonds – and I DO mean: OCCASIONAL)

I don’t like sugar (unless it’s in my coffee, then I go overboard)

I’m addicted to cayenne pepper (on scrambled eggs, on chips, on corn on the cob, on sliced granny smith apples, on bananas – yeah, I actually AM serious. Don’t laugh, at least it’s healthy… and I don’t judge you (is that a chocolate wrapper in your bin?)

I am clumsy (and guess what, it’s actually a medical condition these days!)

Dropkick Murphy’s is the best band in the world. Amen. And if you disagree, go fly a kite (it’s probably more fun than reading this anyway)

I sometimes wish I had OCD… so I could be more organised.

I think I may have OCD with a few things (usually all the annoying things that I can’t make myself stop doing – like checking everything for spiders)

Hey, you never know where they may be hiding, okay?

I’m always hungry. Don’t ask me how I stay thin (kinda)… I really don’t know.  I just am always hungry.  It’s one of those bizarre facts of my life (Now THAT’s a long list that I am sooo not touching) If I ate like a normal person I’d probably be really thin (nah, food is better than “really thin”)

Oh well, now that you are:

A) Slightly afraid of me

B) Feeling sorry for my craziness

C) Bored to tears

I will leave you with those few disturbing thoughts (Yes, you can pick as many options as you like)