2009.04.16
I often dream that I am trying to run from something, but that my legs are uncooperative and stiff, as though I was running through an invisible pool of waist-high molasses. I think this might have been sparked by an incident in grade school where I overtrained for a track meet and was unable to gather enough speed for the only event I was entrusted with, the long jump competition.

2008.07.01
To clarify my feelings about concerts: I dislike participating in anything where there is the possibility of unexpected physical contact with another human being.

2007.11.01
To clarify my feelings about sports: I dislike participating in anything where there is the possibility of unexpected physical contact with another human being.

2007.05.30
Once in a great while, I will see, in my mind's eye, many tiny, pink fluffy elephants that, without warning, expand to enormous sizes, filling my entire head, straining its boundaries. (It's reminiscent of the scene in Dumbo where they get drunk.) This means that I will fall ill within the next 48 hours.

2007.04.02
I once had a blood test which confirmed the fact that I am, indeed, allergic to tuna. How fitting.

2006.12.18
One of my nostrils, the left one to be precise, is considerably more powerful than the other. It pumps out quite the column of air.

2006.10.09
I generally don't enjoy concerts. Unless it's one of my very favorite groups or there's assigned seating, it's very unlikely that I would find myself doing anything other than tolerating the experience.

2006.09.15
My fierce sense of individualism is so deeply ingrained that it is almost impossible for me to enjoy participating in team sports or organized religion.

2006.08.30
When confronted with a highly emotional situation, my entire body shivers uncontrollably, as though I am cold. It's a very draining experience.

2006.08.14
Two of my ribs are not attached on one side and, with a stethoscope, can be heard scraping against my rib cage as I breathe.

2006.08.03
The first word I ever spoke was "burns."

2006.07.19
In spite of my best efforts to convince myself that it's fun to get paid for performing basic bodily functions, I still hate pooping at work.

2006.06.21
I was born at 2:21 pm.

2006.06.06
My favorite number is six. It has been as long as I can remember. I don't think there's a specific, logical reason; I just have a mystical connection with it.

2006.06.02
When it comes to recalling how tall someone is in relation to myself, I have a bad memory. I frequently exaggerate any height difference. I think it also has to do with my perception of the person's authority. People that might intimidate me become taller in my mind and people that I find non-threatening become shorter.

2006.05.15
When I'm performing an incremental action and my brain is bored, I will count completely inconsequential things. For instance, when going up a small flight of stairs, I think, "one, two, three," as my foot hits each step. Or, if I'm spooning food into multiple tupperware containers, I will count the number of spoonfuls. Just because my brain is bored, though, doesn't mean it isn't lazy: usually I don't count higher than five.

2006.05.03
I had my appendix removed when I was in fifth grade. At the time, having heard about extremely rare instances in which appendices have grown back, I told my doctor that I would have to have it removed, again, by the time I was 35. So, if you're ever around and I am doubled over in pain, don't rule out appendicitis simply because of the scar on my abdomen. Incidentally, my appendix was shipped to Texas to have tests run on it. I was disappointed that I couldn't take it home in a jar.

2006.03.21
Elevators are a recurring theme in my nightmares. I'm not at all frightened of them in the waking world, they just have a nasty habit of malfunctioning when I'm asleep.

2006.03.09
I take myself too seriously.

2006.02.26
Several times now, I have awoken from a dream just enough to notice that I'm actively nodding my head as if in agreement to something. I have a vague recollection of carrying on a conversation with someone, but I never remember who it was with or what it was about.

2006.01.18
It's easy to figure out how old I am: add the first two digits of the current year to the last two digits. There's only five days a year where it doesn't work.

2006.01.16
I often think of topics and titles for books or academic articles that I will probably never write. However, if ever did, I'm sure they would be informative, well researched, and thoroughly engaging.

2006.01.10
Sometimes I get the flu and have to stay home from work.

2006.01.07
I am a dancer. Or, at least, I gave some money to someone to make me into one. I am also crazy about Indian food.

2006.01.05
Swimming scares me. I like walking instead. Maybe I had one too many experiences with pools trying to suffocate me as a child. Or, maybe I take "water sports" too literally and I steer clear to make sure nothing happens that we would both regret in the morning. You can make up your own mind.

2006.01.04
Big dogs scare me. I like cats instead. Maybe I had one too many experiences with nasty, large dogs trying to eat me as child. Or, maybe I take "doggy style" too literally and I steer clear to make sure nothing happens that we would both regret in the morning. You can make up your own mind.

2005.12.27
My birthday is right after Christmas and everyone forgets. I recently read in a magazine that it's okay to give such people as myself a single gift for both Christmas and their birthday. This is a lie. People that do this make Emily Post cry, even if she is dead, not to mention me. Separate gifts for me thanks.

2005.12.25
I try to eat healthy and exercise. I want to live to be 800 years old and look like an underwear model. I'm not sure if it's working or not. On the one hand, I haven't died, yet, but, on the other, I don't have abs like Mark Wahlberg.

Notice: I only add individual persons to my friends list, no bands, unless I know the members personally. I only add people that I know in real life or talk to regularly online. If you don't know me and want to, send me a message before you request my friendship. If I don't reply to your message, it's just as likely that I forgot as didn't intend to. Message me again. >> I don't do "kudos;" I think they're lame. >> My "Top Friends" order and selection is based on a complicated set of factors, which includes, but is not limited to, how well I know you in real life, how active you are on MySpace, your promptness in returning my phone calls or messages, my position on your "top friends," and how funny or intelligent I think you are. >> Every once in a while, I fall so hopelessly behind on reading blogs that I don't even look at them for weeks at a time. Usually, the mood hits me at random and I will get caught up in the span of one day. >> If you use improper punctuation or grammar and it amuses me to do so, I will mock you openly. I'm a stickler for the proper utilization of the English language.