100 Things About Me

I have a serious chocolate addiction.

I have three four doggies, all three ankle-biters and an enormous white beast.

I love all things fantasy, even unicorns. Yes, unicorns. And fairies. You can scorn me now.

I sometimes read trashy romance novels; the historic kind, not contemporary.

I’m quite pervy.

I was raised to be a southern belle, but it didn’t take.

I love the beach.

I have studied abroad.

Deviance fascinates me.

My favorite color is purple.

I have a problem with envy.

Matthew MacConaughey Daniel Craig is my secret boyfriend. It’s ok. L knows.

I’m a bit of a pagan.

I have gotten anti-social in my old age.

I’m a slob, but getting better.

Numbers escape me. I think they’re from the devil.

I can’t drive a stick.

I used to speak Italian fairly fluently.

I can understand and speak some French and Spanish.

I love pizza. Mmm… Pizza.

I take my shoes off the second I get home.

One of my pet peeves is people leaving cabinets open.

I can’t go to sleep until the covers are straight.

I like to sleep with a noisemaker playing.

I wanted to be a big city girl but failed miserably.

I love James Bond.

Buffy is my hero.

I can waterski. Or at least I used to be able to. (Redneck roots showing: I wanted to type, “Or at least I used to could.”)

I can’t snowboard.

I picture myself falling down stairs whenever I walk down stairs.

I’ve been caught doing the deed in a public park.

I might have a record.

When I have the hiccups, I drink from a glass backwards and it seems to help.

I have a low threshold for pain.

I like karaoke.

When I was little, I used to have this thing where I had to count the number of syllables of words as I was speaking. OCD much?

I’m terrible with returning things. I always forget.

But I’m almost always on time (or early) to meet people.

I’m bad with money.

I’ve been terribly spoiled, but I’m not rotten.

I’m an Anglophile.

I’m self-involved.

I think I have too much arm hair.

I don’t do my nails.

I’m frequently surprised that I’m not famous. For something. What? I have no idea. But like most adolescents, I was sure I’d be famous when I grew up. And that hasn’t quite worn off yet.

I’m pretty terrified of adulthood.

I frequently take charge in a group.

I tend to cut people off. I suck.

I am forgiving and tolerant.

I’m a raging liberal feminist, and yet I like it when L opens doors for me and treats me like I’m fragile.

I read Bust, Bitch, Tango, and bridal magazines.

I never wanted to get married, and then I turned 26 and something really weird happened: I became a bit wedding-obsessed. Stupid age.

I’m still undecided about kids.

I love to go out to dinner.

I hate clubs.

I like dive bars.

I’m competitive but lazy.

I hate cherries.

Broccoli makes me want to barf.

I’ve always wanted to be a romance novelist, but I don’t write all that often.

I used to play volleyball.

I am learning to cook.

I am not at all crafty, but I admire those who are.

I like strong, manly men.

I don’t like pretty boys.

I really didn’t like living in Arizona, but they have beautiful sunsets.

I once stole a plastic ET toy from the grocery store.

I’ve stolen cigarettes, too.

I don’t smoke anymore. Unless it’s 4:20.

I tried out for both cheerleading and dance team and made neither.

I like Yeungling beer.

I’m against the death penalty.

I like true crime stories.
I’m drawn to macabre things, though most people probably wouldn’t guess that about me. Creepy is good.

I get riled up about FSU football.

I like to play devil’s advocate.

I don’t like most reality TV. It makes me uncomfortable.

I don’t drink coffee.

I got my first pedicure last year in 2005.

I once had a sex dream about the chaplain from MASH.

I love Jeopardy.

Spiders scare the shit out of me.

My parents were once capsized.

I have a collection of Crying Freeman comic books.

I hate gauchos.

I collect erotica.

I find Kid Rock sexy. I hate myself for it.

I want to move abroad someday.

I spend far too much time online.

The Shining scares me to death.

In the whole Jennifer Aniston/Angelina Jolie cat fight, I’d probably pick Angelina.

I never had a Cabbage Patch doll, and I think I’m better for it.

I can’t believe how hard it is to come up with 100 things.

The older I get, the more I like country music jazz. Shun me.

I believe that sometimes you just gotta keep livin’: L-I-V-I-N.

I love Burt Reynolds and Dolly Parton.

I have built a latrine.

Once I came in second in a talent contest.

I played Juanita in a school production of Luanne. Bad girls are hot.

100. I know, first hand, that shooting Spaghettios out your nose hurts real bad.

Updated September 19, 2008.