A few things I thought I'd share with the universe...
I love all things scary - haunted houses, Halloween, Ghost Hunters, scary movies.  What freaks most people out, I say, bring it on.
I like to fish.  Really, REALLY like to fish.  Put me in a boat with a loaded pole, a cooler of frosty beverages and the sun, and I'm a happy girl.
I feel like I discover musicians before most everyone I know does.  I liked The Kills, Cibo Matto and Modest Mouse long before they became commercial.  So they belong to me.
8 times out of 10, when I walk or drive past a street light, it goes out.  I am magnetic.
My superior sense of smell makes it difficult for me to live what I consider to be a normal life.  
It's difficult for me to understand what most men say when conversing via cellphone.  It all sounds like "whaa whaa whaaa", you know, Charlie Brown's teacher-speak.  I guess it's the tonality or something???
I don't have addictions to any substance.  Never have.  But I do have an obsession with Jimmy Stewart.  
I go a little crazy-happy every autumn.  The cool weather, smell of the leaves and burning wood, makes me gladly loopy.  It's during this time I'm primed for big crushes and falling a little in love.
Some days I'm 5'7 1/2, some days I'm 5'8 1/2.  And yes, I stand up straight every time.  No shoes, no socks, no idea.
I'm a woman's woman.  And I'm a man's woman.  I don't put one sex on a pedestal over another - equality for all.  Unless you're a jerk - man or woman, no points for you.
I think Denis Leary, Brendan Fraser, Illeana Douglas and Kelly McDonald are all highly underrated performers.
When I get stressed, running my hands under a faucet of ice-cold water calms me down.  It's freeing in a weird way.  
A fair-weather friend is a contradiction, and I have no time for contradictions.
Naked man ankles make me cringe.  You know, like when men wear deck shoes/loafers and no socks?  Cover it up, boys.
I have no desire to be a daredevil.  Hang-gliding, sky-diving, white water rafting and motorcycle riding are not on any of my To-Do lists.  However, I would like to drive an Indy car, go up in a hot-air balloon, and watch my brother perform surgery someday.
I think that athletes of certain professions should be paid a higher salary than others, and I base this on skill and the potential for injury.  In order, highest to lowest, are:
- Hockey (major skill and mad-fast, icy danger)
- Football (major danger and skill)
- Basketball (mostly skill, some danger)
- Golf (skill only, 0 danger factor)
- Baseball (some skill, minor danger)
I have a love/hate relationship with Sundays.  I love sleeping in, the Sunday morning NPR programs, and early afternoons, but after 5:00 I get that "tomorrow's a school day" feeling and with every hour that goes by, I get closer to having to be a responsible citizen.
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Yeah, and on Labor Day weekend, Monday feels like a Sunday. You so well describe that Sunday evening feeling. . .
Cliff, I took Tuesday off, so my Wednesday feels like Monday. I wonder if tomorrow will feel like Tuesday, or Wednesday?
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