- I only drink Folgers coffee at home, not because it's my favorite, but because the only other brand available is a local brand that I like much better. The problem being that I'm afraid to prefer a local coffee better because the last time I did that I had withdrawals when I moved away from Dunkin' Donuts locations.
- I use the word 'like', like, far too much.
- My given name is Scott, but I make everyone call me Scottie, I do this because I absolutely despise the name Scott. The only things I hate more than the name Scott, however, are people saying "Beam me up Scotty" or singing "Scotty doesn't know". Does no one figure I haven't heard them both about a million times by now?
- In a close third is people spelling Scottie with a 'y' instead of an 'ie' no matter how many times I tell them otherwise. Which is oddly anal for a name I gave myself.
- I've never been to Idaho.
- I have a scar on my arm that I tell everyone is a bullet wound so I don't have to explain that it came from my ex girlfriend biting a chunk out of my arm.
- I have an actual bullet wound in my leg, but it's not nearly as interesting.
- In related bullet stories, my mothers ex-husband used to keep a pistol in the house when I was a kid. Every time my friend Dennis came over I would meet him at the door with the gun in hand, point it at his head and pull the trigger. One Sunday when Ray was about to make a trip to Atlanta I took the gun out of his bag and met Dennis at the door as usual, put the gun to his head, and was distracted by the copy of Final Fantasy III in his hand. Later that day after Dennis left I was about to put the gun back and aimed it at the wall and pulled the trigger. The resulting shot tore through the upper corner of the door frame and into the neighbors wall. Thank god for my love of RPGs.
- I have a goatee. Not because I particularly want one, but because for some reason my facial hair only grows there. I get a couple hairs on my cheeks but that's about it.
- My first real crush was on a girl named Angie. I still dial her home phone randomly when I'm trying to remember someone's number.
- My favorite color is green. It's only my favorite color because a girl I used to fancy loved green, and I wanted her to think we had things in common. It used to be blue, oddly enough I don't like blue a whole lot anymore.
- I have a shoddy sense of taste. I get jealous when someone tries something and can nail the ingredients. I'm usually lucky to know the main one.
- The Treaty of Paris was signed on September 3rd way back in 1783, on a day that would be remembered not only for ending The American Revolution, but for being the day that would witness the birth of me almost 200 years later... Thus insuring the feel-good vibes of the day for all time... (or so they thought)
- One hundred and fifty six years later to the day Britain and France decided to celebrate the former's loss of the new world to America and my impending birthday by declaring war on Germany and beginning World War II. I can only imagine to get everyone in on the party yet to come.
- I found out at 20 that I had a brother who was given up for adoption. We met, found out we had a lot in common, and eventually parted ways on horrible terms. I've wondered often since if I hate him because he's so much like me.
- I have a tendency to join every social site on the internet.
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