Let's just pretend I'm totally normal

Yesterday I got meme-tagged by a total stranger! I've decided to view this as a good thing. Either my blog is gaining readers, or that "stalker-of-the-month club" wasn't such a rip-off after all.

So, thanks to QuirkyLoon, I must now tell you seven weird things about myself. I think I may have done this meme before.... let's see....
Yes. I did it over at Jantics, last January.
And here's a different one, where I posted nine weird things about me back in October 2006.

So I'll do my best to post seven more things.

1. I love cookies, but will NOT eat raw cookie dough because I know it usually has raw eggs in it. I would never eat a plain raw egg in all its slimy slippery ooozy glory; the very thought gags me. So, logically, I can't stand eating anything with raw eggs in it. I promise I will never fight you to the death over a tube of raw cookie dough. You can have it. Take it. (TAKE it!!!)

2. In a similar vein, I used to love mixed drinks that had sour mix in them (e.g. whiskey sours, amaretto sours) until I learned that sour mix is sometimes made with raw egg whites. Really. Here's one recipe that has it. Here's another. And another. Because I can't stand the thought of drinking raw eggs, I no longer have these drinks at all anymore.

3. The same goes for mayonnaise. I can't stand the taste of mayo, I can't stand the smell of mayo, AND it has raw eggs in it. Ack. Plus I'm pretty sure it's also made from the popped zits of Satan.

4. When I pump gas, I feel best if the total ends in zeroes. (example: $17.00). Failing that, the next best thing is for it to be a multiple of 50 cents. (example: $18.50). If I'm off by a cent, it bothers me, as if I have sullied the perfection of the beautiful pristine zero. Monday afternoon I pumped a total of $12.25 and I still don't feel quite right about it. Please hug me.

5. I like the scent of men's deodorant better than the scent of women's deodorant. Sometimes I will actually wear men's deodorant. Hey, why not; it works just as well, plus it doesn't make me smell like somebody dumped a tacky perfume bottle over my pores.

6. I once ran over a snake with a lawnmower... and I have to guiltily admit that I kinda enjoyed it. Snakes are fine as long as they're either (a) in escape-proof enclosures (b) on other continents, or (c) dead. I could probably enjoy petting one of those giant anaconda things, but not one of those slinky little garter snakes. Too quick, too sneaky, too much potential for surprising me. And I like the contents of my bladder right where they are, thank you very much.

7. I love putting tabasco sauce on fish sticks. (And, yes, actually eating them afterward).
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