<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11475438</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:16:23.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me, anyway you slice it.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizarroworld2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11475438/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizarroworld2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KelBel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13948787484556553263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7YJ5Q399c_A/TNhhq_4f2FI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g1xiVtWpoM4/S220/IMG00166-20101024-1726.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11475438.post-111093007084119127</id><published>2005-03-15T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:58:55.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, more than 100 things...and maybe I'll just keep adding</title><content type='html'>1. I really do have a bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am almost always hot (temperature hot….not “hot” hot)&lt;br /&gt;3. I get headaches a lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate onions and mayonnaise.&lt;br /&gt;5. I don’t like working out but I do it 4 times a week anyway because if I didn’t I’d blow up like a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love to read and can read an entire book in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love to write but I don’t do it enough because if it’s not spectacular then I give up.&lt;br /&gt;8. I have 12 best girlfriends. Some of which I have been friends with since the age of 4, the rest since I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;9. All my other friends are guys because girls are evil.&lt;br /&gt;10. I am the youngest of 6 kids, all of which are half to me. My dad had 2 sons in previous marriage, my mom had 2 daughters and a son from a previous marriage. My parents then got married and had me. I tease that I’m the only “real” kid in the family.&lt;br /&gt;11. I was never spoiled being the youngest (like everyone assumes) but I was always treated fairly.&lt;br /&gt;12. My sister closest to me in age hated me when I was born because she wasn’t the baby anymore. She tried to flip me over in my little baby swing so I’d fall out and die. She is evil.&lt;br /&gt;13. I went skydiving because of a drunken promise made the night before. I was hungover and unshowered. It was the best thing I’ve ever done.&lt;br /&gt;14. I yell at people in other cars while I’m driving.&lt;br /&gt;15. I don’t like to procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;16. I am often late.&lt;br /&gt;17. I’m not the kind of person that plans things. I like more spontaneity.&lt;br /&gt;18. I’ve never been married and have no kids.&lt;br /&gt;19. I get bored easily.&lt;br /&gt;20. I have a weakness for junk food.&lt;br /&gt;21. I tend to find something I like and do it, listen to it, play it, etc. until I am UTTERLY sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love video games….especially RPG games.&lt;br /&gt;23. I absolutely love movies (I’m a movie junkie)…especially horror and comedy.&lt;br /&gt;24. I don’t like to cry and so I try to avoid it as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;25. I get choked up at the most random things.&lt;br /&gt;26. I hate when people don’t say “Bye” before they hang up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;27. People smacking their gum is a HUGE pet peeve of mine.&lt;br /&gt;28. I love to spend money(to a point)… but I love to spend it on other people, not just me.&lt;br /&gt;29. I always try to get the perfect gift for people…not necessarily expensive, just meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;30. I am extremely mellow and calm. I almost never get really angry.&lt;br /&gt;31. I am very sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;32. I have a lot of patience.&lt;br /&gt;33. I love snow and going to the mountains to ski.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love animals, but have none of my own because I’m never home.&lt;br /&gt;35. I love to camp.&lt;br /&gt;36. When people first meet me, they think I don’t like them because I’m not overly friendly and don’t talk a lot. That’s me observing.&lt;br /&gt;37. My friends are amazed at how I know every random song that comes on the radio, as well as the not-so-random ones. I can learn the words to a song after hearing it once (you’d think the bad memory thing would be a problem, but not here).&lt;br /&gt;38. My family thinks I’m a hippie because of the music I like.&lt;br /&gt;39. My parents have always thought I was a little angel.&lt;br /&gt;40. I absolutely have to have flavored creamer in my coffee…if I don’t have it, I won’t drink it.&lt;br /&gt;41. I love potatoes anyway you slice ‘em. Potatoes are one of my favorite foods.&lt;br /&gt;42. I almost always get something in my eye…it never fails. Especially on windy days.&lt;br /&gt;43. I have super dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;44. I’ve never, ever been stung by a bee, wasp, etc.&lt;br /&gt;45. I’ve never had the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;46. I’m 29 but people never believe me. I still get carded for lottery tickets sometimes. Always get carded for booze.&lt;br /&gt;47. I feel like I’m still a teenager and act like it too (except for the responsibility stuff, I’m better at that now).&lt;br /&gt;48. I have really short legs (I mean, not freaky short, but almost). I’m 5’3 ½” and the majority of that is my torso;)&lt;br /&gt;49. Of all my friends, I’m the most logical and dependable. They always say I’m the one with my head on straight.&lt;br /&gt;50. I hate confrontation, but will engage in it if it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;51. I work well under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can b.s. my way through just about anything. I’m good at sounding like I know what I’m talking about even if I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;53. Everything I’ve learned on the computer is self-taught.&lt;br /&gt;54. I can speak Spanish, but only if there’s no pressure. When I feel pressured, I fumble.&lt;br /&gt;55. I get nervous speaking in front of people because when I was younger I would say “And um….and um” and the kids made fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;56. I was a straight A student and never had to study until college. In college, I slacked and my GPA showed it. When I got my MBA, I put everything I had into it and came out with a 3.9 GPA.&lt;br /&gt;57. I am constantly looking for a job. Even when I’m liking the one I have.&lt;br /&gt;58. I hate when people tell me to smile. I’ll smile if I have something to smile about. I don’t walk around grinning, then I’d just look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;59. I’m not a dumb blonde, although I am blonde. Dumb blonde jokes make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;60. A few years ago, I started having anxiety attacks for no particular reason that I could figure out.&lt;br /&gt;61. I refused to take medication for anxiety because I knew I could handle it. I haven’t had one in 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;62. I have always been a strong person and sometimes I don’t want to be.&lt;br /&gt;63. I used to be a tomboy and loved to do boy things.&lt;br /&gt;64. I still sorta am a tomboy in some ways, although I like girly things too.&lt;br /&gt;65. I’ve never traveled within the US….never been to the east coast.&lt;br /&gt;66. The only place I’ve ever been outside the US is Mexico (because it’s only 10 minutes away).&lt;br /&gt;67. I’m dying to travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;68. I’m the exact same drunk as I am sober…maybe just a little more lovey.&lt;br /&gt;69. I don’t like answering the phone and I don’t like talking on the phone (depends on who I'm talking to though).&lt;br /&gt;70. Sometimes I have absolutely nothing to say. Totally empty head.&lt;br /&gt;71. I hate when people interrupt when someone is talking. I think it’s rude.&lt;br /&gt;72. I also hate when I’m with someone and they spend all their time on the cell phone. That’s very rude.&lt;br /&gt;73. I love popcorn but only at the movies. I can’t go to the movies and not have popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;74. Wind annoys me. I hate windy days.&lt;br /&gt;75. I love overcast days.&lt;br /&gt;76. I enjoy a beautiful sunset, and our city has them almost every day.&lt;br /&gt;77. My favorite flowers are gerbera daisies.&lt;br /&gt;78. I hate getting gas, going to the bank, and doing laundry. Those are my 3 least favorite things to do.&lt;br /&gt;79. I have debt in the form of student loans. That stresses me out.&lt;br /&gt;80. I am pretty indecisive, something that I’m working on.&lt;br /&gt;81. I have a tattoo that I love on my lower back. I got it when I was 18 and have not regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;82. I love rings with unusual stones.&lt;br /&gt;83. I love soup of any kind. I could eat soup all the time, especially potato soup (see #41).&lt;br /&gt;84. My drink of choice is really beer, I love beer.&lt;br /&gt;85. I really liked smoking cigarettes, but had to quit. I wish they weren’t bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;86. I have never cheated on a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;87. I have been cheated on numerous times.&lt;br /&gt;88. I don’t like liars and try not to lie myself.&lt;br /&gt;89. I am a bad liar.&lt;br /&gt;90. I can spot a liar or when someone is lying.&lt;br /&gt;91. I played the trumpet for 7 years and was very good.&lt;br /&gt;92. I quit band senior year because my friends gave me shit and called me a “band fag”.&lt;br /&gt;93. I regret quitting because of that.&lt;br /&gt;94. I’ve always wanted to be able to sing but I only sing "ok".&lt;br /&gt;95. I sing at the top of my lungs in my car.&lt;br /&gt;96. Every guy I’ve ever seriously dated was my friend first.&lt;br /&gt;97. The last guy I dated broke my heart 3 times. Now he wants me back desperately and I don't want him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;98. I’ve moved to New Mexico and then California to be with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;99. I moved back to El Paso because it hurt too badly to be around him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;100. I will never move anywhere for anyone but myself again.&lt;br /&gt;101. Exes always tell me I'm the "one that got away"... the best girlfriend they've ever had. &lt;br /&gt;102. I put other people before myself all the time.&lt;br /&gt;103. I’ve been told a million times that I’m too nice.&lt;br /&gt;104. I get taken advantage of because of it.&lt;br /&gt;105. I never know how to console people.&lt;br /&gt;106. I have no sense of direction. Everything is relative to where I’m standing…North is always straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;107. I have a very bad gag reflex. In any situation.&lt;br /&gt;108. I have a "personal bubble", do not invade that bubble unless you are invited.&lt;br /&gt;109. I can't stand "close-talkers"(ala Seinfeld). If I wanted to smell your breath, I'd ask you.&lt;br /&gt;110. 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