I can't live without chapstick. Love kittens and kids, have neither; love piercings and tattoos, have both. I sleep with one pillow. I was painfully shy and quiet as a kid and teenager. I'm painlessly talkative and gregarious (a bit egregious) as an adult. I'm early for everything. I love mornings, burritos (refried beans & hot sauce please), and my mom. I think there's other things to eat besides animals. My friends tell me I could talk to a wall and it would talk back. I hate being alone, but I could be totally complacent just sitting and thinking for hours. I read true stories about people with psychological disorders - then thank God it's not me - then wonder if maybe someday it will be me. I have awesome parking karma. I hate it when bumper stickers are crooked. Sometimes I hear the high-pitched squealing of security systems in stores that no one else can hear. I'm scared of bears and tornados. I can't sleep without socks on. I'm prone to spraining my ankles. I can type faster than you can talk. I watch reality tv until my eyes explode. I think partying is good for your soul. I think partying in other countries is even better for your soul. I don't understand why it's 2004 and gay marriage isn't legal. I memorize what people say without knowing I'm doing it. I can tell you exactly what you were wearing the last time I saw you, no matter how long ago it was. I take chances. I see patterns in everything. Nobody scares me.