June 09, 2003 :: 2:48 a.m.
it's like a to-do list without the to-do
It's been over a year since I've dyed my hair.
Red is my favorite color, followed closely by grey (which I prefer to spell with an "e").
Adam brought me flowers tonight, possibly in an effort to make up for being an hour and a half late.
When I make tea, I leave the teabag in the mug while I drink it. Earl Grey is what I grew up drinking. I only put sugar in hot tea, never iced.
The only sandwiches I eat on a regular basis are peanut butter and strawberry jelly (or marshmallow fluff) and lettuce and provolone cheese. I only like iceberg lettuce.
I have a lot of scars.
I love to swim, but I haven't done so in public since I was 12-ish. I haven't owned a bathing suit since then, either.
When I sit at my desk for long periods of time, I have a tendency to sort of lean to the left. This causes my right shoulder a world of pain.
I don't like baths. Tubs are often dirty and sitting in hot water just makes me feel nauseous and tired.
I'm only the second of my father's seven children to graduate from high school, and the first to go to college.
I get very little recognition for being such a model daughter.
I have a shameful and very secret affection for insipid chick flicks.
I just started knitting a hat.
I'm incredibly paranoid about most things.
I have a sick fascination with serial killers.
I think blood is very pretty. Not in an "oh, your guts look lovely splattered against the white walls" kind of way, though.
I have several recurring dreams. I've only woken up crying from a dream twice that I can remember, and both revolved around Adam.
I am emotional to the point of being ridiculously illogical.
I cry a lot. I'm very seldom happy.
Sometimes the amount of anger and violence that I'm capable of truly frightens me.
I've always had a lot of cavities, despite a strict regimen of brushing and flossing.
When in doubt, fall back on a list of random facts.
G'night.
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