Tell a random fact about yourself.

My geneaology could probably be traced to Adolf Hitler.

I like sugar!
I like fire!
I have mental disorders!
I am from the planet Zargon!
I live in Ohio!
I have too much free time!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

well then....

I talk to myself....alot....funny maybe, but true.

"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""

I'm happy with my life

"In the sea of ilutions and frustations that life is, some swim and some drown"

i think joelb is gay or a girl.

"i hate cRap!"

LOL YOU ARE SOOOO FUNNY! Don't be mad cause I made you look like an idiot. Just stop. Leave it alone. You lost. So just quit. Or I WILL HAVE TO REPORT YOU! DUN DUN DUN

"Aint flashed a smile in a long while...."

Children

"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""

i dont wear matching socks{different feet deserve different socks}

i like strangely shaped piggy banks

i have hallucinated....with and without the help of drugs

i love.....love....black eyeliner

nothing about human sexuality is wierd or disgusting in my eyes

i want to have a child this year

when i was little i thought god was a rainbow

i hate tomatos but put ketup on everything

"we are the music makers, and we, are the dreamers of dreams"

I have anger management issues.....

"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""

I'm allergic to cats.

"Crap. I lost my watch, now I'm lost in time."

Some of the post here, crack me up. I sit and read them, and laugh out loud. My husband is looking at me, very strangely.

I vacume my house, everyday.

When I'm alone in my car, I sing. Loudly.

When I was younger, I wish I was born black.

Very few, know that I have Japanese in me.

Lady, LOL...watch out for Motormouth...hehehe.....

If I step on a crack in the sidewalk with my left foot, I have to 'equal' it out by doing the same with my right. (that has to be very strange)

"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""

I think this happens to many people but anyway, I hate to step on the lines in the floor, specially the ones of the sidewalk, I think that's the main reason why I don't walk more

"In the sea of ilutions and frustations that life is, some swim and some drown"

I hate stepping on the cracks on the sidewalk, because doing so disrupts the pattern or number of steps I take in between the cracks. Also, if the floor is tiled, I have to step on alternating colours. It's really stupid, but it's just a habbit.

I also love pocket knives. I find them facinating.

"Crap. I lost my watch, now I'm lost in time."

I like to smell stuff. Lots of stuff. Anything new I encounter I like to remember by its smell rather than image or sound. Several times during a day you can catch me smelling my clothes or fingers to summarize what I have touched that day.

"Life is a dress rehersal for a play that will never go on..."