1. fairies like me more than they like loki.

2. I think sleeping in a hammock kicks ass.

3. I used to play tag on the roof growing up.

4. I am incapable of eating healthy for longer than a 24 hour span. And even that's pushing it.

5. I suffer from a severe addiction to potatoes.

6. I also ail from a dependency on cheese.

7. I am a sucker for a man with an accent. I can't explain it.

8. I like boys that dance, even if they can't.

9. I dislike it immensely when people try to freak me on the dance floor.

10. I like to kick things.

11. I have a couple fair-sized chips on my shoulder.

12. I tend to refuse to watch dramas.

13. I am compelled against all better judgment to watch bad TV

14. I got addicted to Top Model.

15. I am no longer allowed to watch, not even the new season, as I just realized a few minutes that when I was walking down the long hallway at work, I was doing a runway walk.

16. I cannot apply make up.

17. I feel weird wearing make up, and if I meet someone for the first time in make up I get all self-conscious and feel like I'm lying to them. it's very odd.

18. I have a mother who will no longer leave the house without her mascara.

19. I am attempting to teach myself how to apply make up. This should go well.

20. I cannot style my hair.

21. Obviously I make a very bad girl.

22. I hate volleyball. I have this fear of getting hit in the face and losing all of my teeth. I feel this is a rational fear.

23. I am not superstitious, but for some damn reason I cannot stop myself from knocking on wood.

24. I think cats are evil. All cats.

25. I always greet vanessa's cats with "hello evil kitty."

26. if my dog is annoying me, I call her a kitty. I think I find this more satisfying than she finds it annoying, but I think my point gets across nicely.

27. I suck at all sports. Except 4 square. I kick ass at 4 square.

28. come to think of it, I am also rather talented at tetherball and dodge ball.

29. I enjoyed square dancing in grade school.

30. according to my 5th grade teacher, I run like a duck.

31. I got in a paint fight involving long bits of string dipped in paint and whipping my opponents in art class in 6th grade. I lost my recess and had to clean it up. I'm still really bitter about that.

32. I seem to hold a grudge, as evidenced by #31.

33. My 6th grade teacher was on crack. Every morning he would pretend he had an invisible flea named Flip that lived in a matchbox in his pocket and he would pull it out and instruct Flip to do tricks. He would then follow Flip flipping with his head, as if he were watching a tennis match rather than an invisible fake flea hopping invisibly from one hand to the other. And people wonder why I turned out so odd.

34. I despise "It's a wonderful life".

35. I only like a select few Beattles' songs. I prefer the Monkeys.

Holy shit, this is long. Why 100 people? Why?

36. I think Arnold Schwarzenegger is an odd, odd man.

37. One of our friends is going to fight in his first amateur Ultimate fighting match this month in Portland.

38. I told him he was going to die. He did not appreciate that.

39. I had a yellow dress as a child that I pine for now in my size.

40. I have a father who lived in the zoo for a time.

41. I used to hate broccoli. Now I crave it.

42. I can't remember what I wore the first time I went to see D in the hospital, but I remember what Jenna was wearing.

43. I know the exact spot to pinch someone on the arm to cause them intense amounts of pain.

44. Very early one morning I had to drive a friend of my brother home, during his posse's "let's get high on Dramamine" phase, and after she imagined that she was smoking a cigarette and thought she had dropped it and searched desperately for it I just started fucking with her. I don't regret it at all. She dropped an imaginary cigarette in my car!

45. I'm amused by the road signs along the highway by Naselle (the long term Juvenile detention facility) warning you not to pick up hitchhikers because they are more than likely escaped juvenile offenders. I want one for my house.

46. I wish I still had my western Barbie that had the hideous blue eye shadow and winked at you.

47. I enjoy the blandness of turkey bacon.

48. for a short while, when not playing tetherball at recess, I used to carry around an alibi kit and spy on people. The alibi kit was stocked with books and jump ropes and things I could pretend to be doing if someone figured out I was spying on them.

49. I really think the CIA missed out, not recruiting me.

50. I find the woman who sits behind me really, really annoying.

51. the only reason I like MSCL is because before we were dating, the boy taped and watched an entire MTV marathon because there was one moment in an episode where Angela's suddenly over Catalano and she goes whacky on her bed to the Violent Femmes and he said it reminded him of me.

52. in the 6th grade I convinced the lady behind us to let me come in and play teacher with her day care charges. I made them sit at desks and everything.

53. I got really mad when the woman my mom hired to help us get D ready in the mornings for a little bit rearranged our kitchen cupboards. My mom had to talk me down from my indignation.

54. I fear backwash. D used to get to drink a breakfast shake like drink every morning, and I used to get really jealous because I didn't get a breakfast drink thingy, so when D didn't finish hers I grabbed it and chugged it and then wanted to throw up. Lots of backwash, people. I still have nightmares about it. Sometimes the sensation comes back and I start gagging. Good times.

55. The first day D came home from the hospital I asked her if she wanted me to be super nice to her since she was hurt, or if she wanted me to treat her like a normal sister and fight and stuff. She said to treat her normally. Good thing, too, because I think we fought more after than before. My toes can attest to that.

56. I had 3 cabbage patch dolls because my gramma saw how much I loved the first one, named Joey, and she bought me two more. Unfortunately I seem to be incapable of caring for more than one doll at a time, and the other two suffered hideously from neglect. I don't even remember their names.

57. At the tender age of 12 I refused to shuck corn my grandfather's way and was shunned for a while. When he was in the hospital dying and heavily sedated 2 years ago I brought it up. Casual conversation and all. He actually stirred and managed to open an eye and glare evilly at me. Apparently carrying a grudge is genetic. Who knew?

58. We had this big backyard with lots of bushes so I made myself a fort and created secret pathways and named parts of the yard and declared the pile of wood a mountain and then created a bunch of people who lived in this kingdom. I even wrote them all down in a notebook I kept stashed in under the floor of the fort with illustrations of what they looked like.

59. I am really, really upset that my parents didn't name me Lily Ping.

60. I used to want to be Jeannie, so I spiffed up my room to look like her bottle as much as I could and then I would stand on the steps to my brothers' room and blink and then sort of hop into my room, pretending that I was smoke. Anyone that wanted to come into my room had to do the same. Amazingly, everyone went along with this.

61. There was also a point in time where I decided that it would be a good idea if I turned my room into a spider web. I took orange yarn and had it all around the room. Literally. Everywhere. I had to crawl through it to get out. One day M got caught in it and his struggling pulled everything else out into the web and not only did I have to clean it up after my parents finally got him out, I had to take down the web. Something about it being a hazard or some such nonsense.

62. I get annoyed at my sister when she reminds Mom and Dad that they borrowed money from her.

63. I cannot start a 12-20 page paper with references until the night before it's due and I still get a 4.0.

64. That's how I got through college.

65. Unfortunately, this is what caused the addiction to espressos. My friend brought over a huge five shot vanilla mocha one night when I was struggling with a heinous paper and I've never looked back. That drink saved my grade point.

66. Whenever I start to get upset with the boy and think things just aren't right, I remember my parents who have been together for 30 years through some unspeakable crap, and I stop whining. Sometimes it takes a day or two, but eventually I remember to stop whining.

67. I took a sawhorse from my dad, nailed a neck and head to it, painted it brown with a black mane and tale and a white star on its forehead, nailed a saddle to its back and made reins out of cloth. I would then ride my horse in the backyard for hours. The neighbors were amused.

68. Davey and I used to have to chase M around the neighborhood, catch him and drag him home when he went through his "I'm running away" phase. The neighbors loved us.

69. I like to daydream about being a spy. Especially when stuck on conference calls. Which makes it difficult to answer questions directed my way, but I make do.

70. I aspire to ride a mechanical bull and to ride it well.

71. I had to stay at my gramma's farm for awhile once, and my snobby cousin was there so Gramma decided to have us make quilts. It turned into a competition and I kicked her ass. 3 days, baybee. And I still had it until just recently too.

72. Almost every single picture of me, from newborn through early 20's, my mouth is open. This is a phenomenon that cannot be explained.

73. I had my first real paid job at 13. I've been working steadily since 15. Therefore, I feel I should be able to retire at 40. I'm thinking of starting a petition.

74. I have faint scars on the underside of my right forearm. They are from Ian, a boy I used to work with in special ed years ago. I love these because they remind me of him. He died close to 10 years ago, but I'll always have the scars from when he would dig his nails into me and yell "oooooooooooo".

75. We special rec-ers have an "Ian" salute. It involves holding your arm out super straight over your head and going "oooooooo" loudly. Sometimes we do this in public. We seem to be the only people that get it.

76. I really do put my arms out, wave them around and yell "personal space. Personal space" at times.

77. The boys at the group home were not being respectful of people with disabilities so one day we gave each of them a disability that they had to keep all day. One had a blindfold, one was in a wheelchair one didn't have the use of his hands and had to wear splints, etc. Didn't get much crap after that.

78. I adore TCBY's white chocolate mousse with logan berries on top.

79. I worked at Dairy Queen, back when they made you wear all of your hair up in that awful hat and I looked like I had a mushroom on my head. It wasn't pretty.

80. I wish I had ab muscles.

81. I have what the boy affectionately calls a "shelf butt" because he swears he could rest a glass on it. I have no problem with this. Better to have an ass than not. I had an aunt and I swear, you could not tell where her ass ended and her legs began. I was disturbed by this.

82. I have begun shirking work today, because I'm just so extremely bitter at how the morning started I can't get into the swing of things.

83.I used to sword fight with my violin bow in orchestra.

84. I used to get in trouble a lot for sword fighting with my violin bow in orchestra.

85. it is possible that I used to want to be a pirate.

86. I taught myself how to play the cello the summer before 11th grade and refused to go back to the violin in orchestra. The conductor wasn't very amused, but he gave in. I can be quite stubborn and scary when I want to be.

87. On one orchestra trip to Canada, we got into a girls vs boys prank war. We broke into one of their rooms and saran wrapped the toilet seat, short sheeted the bed and smeared tampons in strawberries before hanging them on lamps. For the record, I had nothing to do with that last bit. Needless to say, the boys were fairly traumatized. I'd say we won.

88. We also got a nice lecture on the bus that morning.

89. But not as long of a lecture as the room that didn't make it to the front desk to pay for their adult movies before the conductor got there.

90. Also, on the bus ride we amused ourselves by braiding our hair with pipe cleaners and pretending we were Pippi Longstocking.

91. I hated and despised and feared try outs. 3 times a year we had to go alone into his office and play just for him. Hated it.

92. I have a guitar that I have never played because my parents couldn't afford a violin after my brother hocked mine so they thought it would be the next best thing. I have no clue what to do with it. So it sits in the corner. I think it gives me a bit of street cred, no?

93. we weren't supposed to celebrate Christmas during my mom's religious phase, but my Dad always tried to throw something together at the last minute. I used to have to make up stories about where I got things like a new watch or a new shirt or whatever when I was around kids from church. I had a lot of birthdays.

94. My dad has a tendency to lose it in crowds, Christmas time being the worst, and one year there was a spectacular tantrum in the middle of some store or other a week before Christmas. He declared Christmas cancelled. Davey and I felt so bad for him that we bought a little planted tree and hid it and got small presents and we were going to sneak into the living room at night and set it up and damned if dad hadn't had a change of heart and was out there doing the same thing. Actually, we were kind of annoyed with him, ruining all of our planning. How inconsiderate.

95. I had never heard of bocci ball until loki talked about it. I really thought she was insane until I saw a set at a sports store.

96. I hate golf. Despise it. Think it's a sport created by loony bins to encourage a growth in their residential in-house patients numbers.

97. I am supposed to be observing S today, since I sluffed off class and said I'd teach hers tomorrow. I am using the excuse that I have to be here in case any of J's issues need me.

98. I am shocked, pleasantly, every day at how good that little juvenile delinquent of a brother of mine is at being a dad. Seriously. Never would have guessed it. But three years ago he became the instant father to 3 kids and then they had G and he's just amazing with all three. Slightly paranoid and doesn't let them go out of his site, but that's understandable, all things considered.

99. We didn't have a computer, so for the first few years of college I had to do every paper in the school's lab. Davey bought an old green screen off of my ex-boyfriend's mother and gave it to me as a present. I will love him forever for that. I will be forever angry at Dale though. She way overcharged my innocent little brother and she knew he didn't have money. But still, it was the sweetest thing ever.

100. For a short period of time, I may have gotten hooked on the now-cancelled soap Santa Barbara. I blame my ex-boyfriend's mother.