I have an intense love for any work of fiction (movies, books, etc) involving pirates and/or zombies.
I think I bursted a blood vessel in my left ring finger at work today.
I cut 3 1/2 feet off of my hair a year around this time last year, the week before I graduated high school. Before that I hadn't had a proper haircut in 5 years, and now I think I'm addicted. I want to cut it shorter, above my shoulders-ish, and I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that the 2 theatres in my town are doing Thoroughly Modern Millie and Chicago in September. Nothing at all.
I have a severe oral fixation. I'm always chewing on something. Currently, it's a piece I bit off of a plastic knife. This is probably really weird.
I can't talk now. I gotta go get my wallet out of the toaster.