I’m also petrified of puking if I feel like getting sick I make it worse cause i worry about it constantly.I always have to have one blanket on me and no possible body part can be over the edge of the bed because I’m convinced there’s something under there.
JuMpInG iS JuSt dReSsAgE WiTh SpEeD bUmPs!!
I used to hang out with an art crowd, so I was once part of a sculpture of nude women, dyed pink, wearing rose colored glasses, sitting on pedestals with the sound of a washing machine playing over and over. It was titled"rose colored glasses’
I also was part of a sculpture of my lying on a bed with shards of glass sticking up, titled’you made your bed now lie in it’
I read poetry in bars.
I once lived in a park.
I bite my fingernails and am deathly afraid of frogs and toads. 
Ew, one more:
I HATE DRY HANDS ON NAPKINS/PAPER TOWELS 
I need a barfing icon!!!
-Kelsey-
When I was sick as a young child all I wanted to eat was spaghetti and ketchup. I still love it!
Calme, Droit, En Avant
[This message was edited by Hippolyte on Feb. 29, 2004 at 05:10 PM.]
I refuse to eat blue food. Anything blue. Especially artificial blue food, but blueberries are out, too.
My favorite drink right now is Tanqueray Ten and Tonic. It’s yummy, but it’s also fun to say. Try it. Tanqueray Ten and Tonic. Doesn’t that roll off the tongue nicely?
I have bone spurs on the tops of my feet, which makes buying shoes difficult.
I’m a dog snob, and a clothes snob. But I’m not a horse snob or a sock snob, much to the amazement of my friends.
Dancign Lawn… 
I hate styrafoam. Anyone saying that word gives me goosebumps. If I see anyone touch styraphoam or even worse, hear the sound of it, I instantly start gagging.
i am part of a pirate crew. there are like 12 of us at school who started the crew and each person has a different name/person. i am the Drunken one (because i walk around like i am in a daze and fall over alot).
Our ship name is The Swimming Apple. We all think that Pirates of the Caribbean is a great movie and Johnny Deep is hot!
~Blaze~
Tucker
I’m scared beyond belief of statues, I can’t go anywhere near them without a total panic attack. I am the same way about crickets and grass hoppers, I freak out if I see them.
Noodle - I’ve seen Grease tons of times too; I actually went to a movie theater to see it 42 times, when it came out on movie channels I lost count! I’ve also seen the play.
The back of my ears are notched, there are the same number of notches on each ear…
I slammed my finger nail in a car door in 1984 and it NEVER grew back!
Every time I say goodbye to someone, I am convinced they will die before I see them again. This includes my room mate popping down to the store for milk. I have a sudden little clutch of fear… this is the last time I’ll ever see her!!! right as they walk out the door. I can deal with it now only because it has always been there and I’m used to it.
I have to walk w.a.y. around a parked car because my mother always told me there were people under the car waiting to grab your ankles.
It is 11:40 now; 20 minutes til my birthday (!)
~Chestnut Mare Extraordinaire~
[This message was edited by FlowerPower on Feb. 29, 2004 at 11:31 PM.]
Hmmm, lets see…
I don’t drive (see bad eyesight thread)
Though I DO have my lisence, I had to cheat to get it. (again, see eyesight thread)
I had bunion surgery when I was 12.
I met my husband at a New Years Eve Party, though I had known of him before that, as he dated my then best friend for 3 months
He preposed to me on the racetrack, WHILE we were galloping.
He gave me my ring during 11:00 PM barn check. I had a flake of alfalfa in one hand, and a water bucket in the other.
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I gag at the smell of licorise too.
Also, hate, hate, hate mayonaise and it makes me gag just to look at it on someones utensils.
Trying to figure out one normal thing about me! (People who know me would agree!)
I can’t stand being on the ground (No pun intended, either!) Love to be off the ground- flying, jumping, gymnastics, playgrounds (when younger)…
I always use at least two pillows when I sleep.
Hate to be indoors
I’ll think of some more that are wierd to most people, but not myself! 
Standardbred lover- owner of Studs Hooligan, aka Strider, ex- pacer, retrained for eventing
Proud member of the Riders of Rohan!
Strider’s web site! http://home.woh.rr.com/thepetroskys/StriderWebPage.htm
Oooh sprite, you would HATE the Bay Bridge, it goes on FOREVER and goes through a tunnel!
Devilpups
The Walrus was Paul…
I like thunderstorms. But I HATE the kind of drizzly rain that’s just… there. I guess it’s something about electrically charged air that puts me in a good mood.
I’ve never been addicted to anything. Nothing. Ok, maybe shopping. But no substances, no alcohol, no cigarettes, nothing.
I have an uncanny sixth sense of reading people very well – body language says a lot. I also have a sense if someone is watching me, or following me. (No, I’m not paranoid, because I’m always right. 
)
I actually like flying… ? Gee, I am a weirdo.
For one, I can’t STAND to see anyone bend their ear over! EWWWWWWWWWWW! Its GROSS!
When my nasty little siblings caught wind of this they used to torture me with it all the time.
I also go around talking to myself a lot. I remember my mother doing this when I was a child. I’d say “what” and she would say “just talking to myself.” My daughter does this too. I have had at least one roomate and a former SO who picked up the same habit after being around me for a significant amount of time. 
Dancing Lawn! That’s just freaky! Sorry to hear about it, but I think you do deserve some sort of prize! 
Founder and president of the No-Legged Rider Clique
I am terrified of fish. Fish in a tank, fish in open water, fish anywhere! I cannot swim in any place that has fish, I have massive panic attacks, even when it is really only seaweed touching my leg, I don’t care, I totally freak out, fish are evil (I think they are plotting something).
Although I will eat fish, I figure once they are dead AND cooked (anywhere in between those two stages is completely REVOLTING) I will eat the little buggers
I also HATE clowns, I still run (yes, RUN) the other way when they come anywhere near me.
One of my worst days was during a summer heat wave I went to the beach (only for the tanning and volleyball oppertunities, can’t swim, damn fish!), and there was a bunch of clowns around trying to make business for new store. Picture me, running from the clowns, but could not escape them in the water, so I ended up sitting in the car, and I had to move the car to the FARTHEST parking spot in the lot becasue the damn clowns still harassed me when it was parked closer. Yes it was like a sauna, but I was safe from all the little fishes and their evil clown counterparts!
My first kiss was from Dracula! 
I was, I think, 17 and we were flirting with the boys who worked in the “Haunted Mansion” on the boardwalk in Asbury Park, NJ–my old stomping grounds.
aliali…when I was younger I loved one of his songs! can’t remember which one, but I sang it alllll the time! go figure. Oh, I thought of more stuff hehe…
When I was 8 and my brother was 13, we made music videos. I did Paula Abdul “Promise of a New Day” and Brent did MC Hammer “Can’t Touch This”.
LittleBay - I have never smoked anything either.
I’ve seen every episode of Saved by the Bell, Full House, and Boy Meets World ever created at some point in my life.
I’ve also seen every episode of That 70’s Show and Friends.
I also answered almost every question in that big Friends trivia game right. And there’s a lotta questions.
I’ve seen the movie Grease about 8,000 times.
When I was younger I couldn’t say Hong Kong. I always said Kong Hong.
I’ve never gotten a speeding ticket. (Knock on wood.) And I drive at least 10 over at all times. Even past cops.
I dip Wendy’s fries in Frosties.
Until I was 13 I was convinced that if you touched your eye, you’d go blind. (Aren’t big brothers nice??) When I was 13 I got contacts and realized I was an idiot.
Just outta curiosity, how do you edit a post? Also, how do you do the quote thing? And what the hell does LOFF mean? I’m an internet retard.
hooo boy, here goes:
I drive everyone crazy because I can’t stand pimples or scabs - I have to pop them, be they mine, my boyfriend’s, or my friends’. I really can’t control it, but I feel SO satisfied once the offending blemish is gone.
I hate eyes. If I have to look at someone touch their own eye or someone else’s, I squeal involuntarily and try my best to get out of there - FAST.
I don’t eat pointy fries, well-done anything, yellow or white lettuce, or the milk thats left at the bottom of the bag or carton. I also strongly dislike crunchy food and try to avoid it.
I own the only chestnut at a primarily Quarter Horse barn.
My best friend and my boyfriend have the same name (Kris/Chris).
Filet mignon is my favourite food. But it sounds too fancy, so I just call it bacon-wrapped steak.
I am NOT afraid of throwing up - if I start to feel nauseated, I will generally try to make myself sick, because then I usually feel better afterwards.
I HATE elevators.
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