1) I was born on April Fools Day, was an “accident” and my parents were hoping for a boy, and were going to name me Michael. Not really weird, I guess, but I use it as an excuse whenever necessary.
2) I have a furniture fetish – I LOVE shopping for furniture and planning rooms. I can’t BUY much furniture, because my house is quite small and fully furnished, but I love to wander around furniture stores and imagine whole new ways to decorate my rooms.
3) I don’t use credit cards. I used to, but then my sister developed an issue with them and we had to both go cold turkey in order to break that cycle. We paid them all off and we use cash only for everything now. Except the cars, and the house. That’s what credit was invented for – houses and cars – not sweaters or a nice pair of leather boots. And don’t let people tell you that plastic is necessary to keep your credit score – that’s bullshit. If you have a mortgage and make monthly payments to utilities and things like cable TV, there’s your credit score right there, my friend. Credit cards are a corporate conspiracy to enslave the human race in debt. /soapbox.
4) My SAT’s came back with a recommendation that I study languages in college and pursue a career in literature and the arts. So I signed up for every science class there was, knowing that’s where the smart money lay, and went into the Veterinary Medicine field. *sigh*
5) I’ve been waiting anxiously for today to arrive, because The Mod Squad, Season 1, is out on DVD and I’m rushing off after work to purchase it, so I can relive my very first ever crush on a guy.
And there you have it. It all sounds pretty pathetic written down, and I hope none of this makes it into my Legacy as a writer, that will live in infamy. Or be infamous.