Because what is the Internet for but to reveal strange things about yourself to people you don't know and have never met?

And in that vein of disclosure, I have decided to participate in a tag from Skye. I usually don't do these because they are generally long and boring and, let's face it, mildly retarded, but this one is short and interesting and has the IQ of Marilyn vos Savant.

Five weird habits of mine...hmmm. This is actually harder than I thought it would be. Since I am somewhat of a recluse, only coming out at night during full moons, it's hard to say what's weird and what's normal. Whose definition of weird are we using here, anyway? Because I think that Weird Al's and Bill O'Reilly's opinions would vary wildly on that subject. Weird Al, I think, wouldn't consider something weird unless it involved an accordion and a goat, while Bill O'Reilly considers thong underwear a strange and unnecessary invention. Bill, I can see your VPL!

1. When I run into people, I say "Ope!" (pronounced like "dope" without the "d"). That's a combination of "Oops!" and "Oh!" and really right there I'm just trying to justify it when I truly have no idea where it came from.

2. For some reason, whenever I'm laying in bed watching TV, I pull the covers up over my mouth with just my eyes peeking out. I do that if I'm sitting in a chair wrapped in a blanket, too. And a lot of times, if I'm resting my head in my hands, I'll cover up my mouth. This is all probably just my subconscious trying to tell me to shut the hell up for two minutes and sit in peace and quiet JUST ONCE.

3. This one is kind of hard to explain, but I play with the bumps in my hair all. the. time. Men, you can just tune out here unless you regularly wear your hair in a ponytail, but ladies, you know when you put your hair up in a ponytail, and there are pieces that kind of bump out and don't lay flat? Especially under the ponytail? Yeah. I mess with those constantly. I rarely wear my hair in a ponytail because of it. I'm sure it's some form of OCD.

4. I don't like my food touching on my plate. I've grown out of this one a bit, but I still don't like it if there are two unrelated foods on my plate, and the juice from one starts to run into the juice from the other. Just like in the movie "Toys." Isn't it great how everything in life relates back to a movie?

5. I say "exit" as "eggs-it," "bag" as "bay-g", and "measure" as "may-shure." This may be a midwest thing, but more likely it's just bad, bad pronunciation on my part.

6. I'll throw a bonus one in here, because those are kind of lame, and hey! Why not embarrass myself in a public forum? I read in the bathroom (which I don't think in and of itself is too weird), but once I'm done, I'll sit there and keep reading for another five minutes.

Oh! And to make a long post even longer and reduce the chance of anyone commenting that much more, about the new profile pic. That's an ornament I got when I was three and loved so much I carried it around constantly, petting it and snuggling it and loving it until most of the fur wore off. He used to be holding a bell at one point, but that fell off about the same time one of his eyes did. He's the first ornament I hang on my tree ever year. Now you can collectively gag on the sweetness of that statement.