7 Random Things

Okay, as instructed, seven random things about me.

1. I have no control over my middle joint in my left big toe. It's freaking me out, actually. Did I injure myself long ago, in the side-ponytail ages when I played sports? Do I even have a middle joint?

2. I still cut my hair. Ya know, like little kids and scissors = bad mix. I think a bright light, clean mirror, and a pair of Fiskars will turn out decent. Yet it never does. NOTE: I only cut my hair because I've slowly learned that I can't color, highlight, or permanently straighten it without the help of a professional.

3. Liars seriously bother me. Especially the little bitties, a.k.a. nine-year-olds, who will lie to you without blinking an eye. It makes me secretly wish I was all-knowing, with hidden cameras and FBI wires, so that I could bust people in the act. In a nutshell, don't lie to me about your homework. I for reals don't care that much.

4. I'm easily scared. The dark, freaky people, scary movies, can't handle them. That's why I don't watch scary movies with carnies in the dark.

5. I can make a mean mixed tape. I mean, CD...I mean, playlist. My taste of music is better than yours, so just let me control the radio, CD player, iPod, etc.

6. I count things. For example, the number of stoplights on the way home...the number of people wearing stripes in a room...the number of dogs that walk by on a leash in the afternoon...the number of tiles on the bathroom floor or shower stall... All this counting mess is usually when I'm supposed to be doing something, but am wasting time....

7. These lists of things take too long. I'm always self-editing. Nah, not interesting....no, not funny enough....nobody cares about that.... They should start making lists of 3 random things, or 2...