I thoroughly enjoy the little things in life, like finding crunchy leaves to step on. (BONUS: when you find $16 because you were looking at the ground for leaves to step on.)
I grew up as a military brat, so I've gotten really good at packing uHaul trucks. You haven't lived till you've driven a 26 foot uHaul with a full sized car trailer behind it in driving rain down an interstate.
I have two cats, named Snickers and Widget. I swear they're Pinky and the Brain reincarnated in real life. Snickers is super smart, and Widget...well, Widget is cute.
I love chocolate, I adore macaroni and cheese, and I just can't pass up a serving of frozen yogurt, all of which tells me one thing: I'm actually five.
It takes a LOT to gross me out. I can be eating dinner while some graphic surgery procedure is going down on Discovery Health and not bat an eye.
I was just trying to eat some donuts in the studio while I looked at these time lapsed photos of people starting from when they looked normal through subsequent mugshots as they progressed with their meth use.
I almost barfed in the studio. I had to click away from the photos until I finished my donuts.
WARNING: these are REALLY graphic, although no more than an actual representation of what happens if you use meth. The one that really stands out is the very pretty girl who ends up looking like she had reconstructive surgery after severe burns to her face. It doesn't even look like a face. It looks like a grotesque Halloween mask.