Friday, May 20, 2005

Little Known Tidbits

I feel like sharing random stuff. And of course, because I'm all about me, I'm sharing stuff about me.

One of my eyes is higher than the other; therefore, one of my eyebrows is higher than the other. I've become skilled at getting them to look even, but once for a fancy school dance I had my makeup done and the lady (who must not have been very good) just drew them right where they lie, and I looked like a circus performer.

I have a freckle on my left arm shaped like Mickey Mouse. This is either cool (because I live in Orlando, see?) or annoying (I don't really like Mickey Mouse), depending on the mood I'm in.

I also still have a baby tooth. There's really no way of knowing why it's still hanging in there, but I love its perserverance.

I love to floss. LOVE it. Braces complicate and lengthen the procedure, but I still try to floss every day. People who don't floss weird me out. If you don't floss, please don't tell me - just let me live in blissful ignorance.

I cannot go to sleep unless my bed is made. I usually make it in the morning unless I'm running behind, in which case I have to make the bed at night right before I get in. Don't judge me!

I love pepperoni pizza, even though I've been a vegetarian for 13 years. Occasionally I'll order it and peel off all the pepperoni, just to get the flavour.

I have a horrible memory for events and occurences in my own life. Because of this, other people's retention of random facts and statements always really impresses me. Travis, for one, confounds me completely - the man remembers everything anyone says or does. It's a little scary. I do have an uncanny ability to remember other people's schedules, though. ("Don't you have rehearsal tonight?" "Isn't your jury duty next week?" "You have a dentist appointment this afternoon.")

In other news, Jason got his braces off, I saw him yesterday, and he looks awesome! And if his are off, mine can't be far behind!

One possibility ruled out - Travis had the idea of base-jumping off of the Citrus Tower on my birthday, but he didn't want to run the risk of getting me arrested. He's so thoughtful that way. (Then again, it doesn't get much more memorable than a birthday anecdote that includes the phrase "So once we got Mom to post bail for us...") There's also the possibility that the tower's not quite high enough and we could shatter every bone in our bodies, or just die. What a way to go, though!

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