you know, it's awful to say, but sometimes crazy people are just funny.

I've decided that I don't like stomach tattoos--not of anything, not on anyone. it smacks of white trash to me. or, I suppose, "black trash" as the case may be.

I hate it when rings (the kind worn on one's finger) get water behind them and make funny noises.

I worry way too much about finding glass in my food. it's not normal. it probably stems from an early childhood incident of staple-in-the-hot-fudge-cake at shoney's. no, seriously, it happened.

speaking of food, ever added smoked salmon to alfredo sauce? it's gooood.