I sweat enough for four teenage boys.
I have really ugly feet.
I catch cold when anyone in the vicinity thinks about sniffing.
I don't like whipped cream.
I'm directionally impaired - I've gotten lost in my hometown, where I spent two-thirds of my life.
I hate laundry.
Sometimes, when I don't have a tissue handy, I wipe my nose WITH MY HAND.
Sometimes, I judge.
When I have a new book, I tend to ignore everything and everyone in the vicinity.
I'm bad at making grocery lists.
I have to shave my toes.
I get cranky when I'm hungry.
I usually don't do anything special for holidays.
I don't do windows.
I never know what I'm making for dinner til about 5:15.
I hate talking on the phone, and avoid calling people at all costs. Even for pizza.
Sometimes I still bite my nails.
I'm responsible for at least a tenth of the road to hell with my good intentions.
I have really bad morning breath.