My Own Biggest Fan

� I last night I stumbled upon a video involving two young, Japanese ladies and live baby eels. (it was linked from DPH) I watched it to the end…

� There are three roles one can be in when someone cheats on someone. The only role I have not been is that of the innocent.

� I have listened to Nine Inch Nails “The Fragile” in its entirety recently.

� I have a deep seated fear of failure, which, as a negative personality trait, is only comparable to my sheer laziness. When discussing these I simply call them my “tendency to procrastinate.”

� I have no idea how to punctuate around or within quotations any more.

� I spend money I don’t have to ease anxiety.

� I intersperse humor with real revelations in an effort to make people take me less seriously, or to downplay the cheese factor involved… I am not sure which one.

� I hold back when I enter things about myself here because I really don’t want you knowing too much.