10. I highly value my alone time.
11. Those cheap Bic pens are the only ones I like using. They write so smoothly. The scratching of the finer tipped pens grates on my nerves and patience. Blue ink bothers me as well.
12. I write in the books I read for fun. We’re talking long, analytical sentences, sometimes paragraphs. Analyzing books is what makes reading so enjoyable for me. This is why I refuse to read any book I view as “fluff,” which includes but is not limited to—romance novels, “chick lit,” any novel having to do with sex or shopping for that matter, “cult fiction” like Twilight, and a majority of mysteries and science fiction.
13. I judge you, as well as myself, on grammar. Common mistakes that make me cringe:
—You are doing “well,” not “good.”
—We = Joe and I as in “Joe and I(/We) went to the store”, Us = me and Joe as in “Did you see me and Joe (/us) at the store?”
—Jealousy and envy are not the same thing. Believe me, you actually mean “envy.” Go look it up, please!
14. I will only use one kind of lotion because it’s primary ingredient is something other than water (which dries your skin out more), but every time I see a brightly colored lotion that smells delicious, I am tempted to buy it.
15. To this day, I still say “b-e-a-utiful” to myself when writing the word beautiful.
16. I will only eat green or purple Skittles.
17. I bake when I’m stressed. I believe this must have something to do with the need to feel in control—perhaps measuring and timing help me regain the control I feel as if I’m losing in other aspects of my life.
18. Rarely am I introduced to someone who does not comment on my last name being the same as the family in “Honey I Shrunk the Kids.”
19. Winter is, hands down, my favorite season.
20. I feel guilty whenever someone gives me a present, even on my birthday. I realize this is completely irrational, but that doesn’t alleviate the feeling.


