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I only eat grapes if they're frozen.
I have a ton of jackets and not enough cold weather to wear them in Texas.
I apply ChapStick to my lips several times a day.
I have a habit of talking with my hands and my mannerisms resemble various dance moves, most frequently The Robot. People make fun of me for this.
I can't eat in the dark.
I loathe typographical errors and cringe when I commit them.
I always wear my seatbelt.
I hate the smell of crayons.
I drive around by myself so I can sing at the top of my lungs with no one to hear me.
I'm most creative when I feel as if my eyes cannot stay open any longer.
I like popping the little air pockets in bubble-wrap though it generally annoys others around me.
I have an extraordinary sense of smell.
My signature isn't cool.
I aspire to be fluent in a second language.
I despise the media because they're heartless and exploit people.
I believe cats purr because they can't smile.
I'm a seafoodetarian.
I enjoy when a person says "dot dot dot" in reference to an ellipsis.
I've been complimented by strangers on my parallel parking skills on two occasions.
I'm quickly annoyed when someone fucks up my rhythm of step.
I like questions with no "real" answers; they're thought provoking, and I like to think. And I want you to think.
This really struck a chord...
One of my favorite monologues:
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