Confession 1: I have red rock dust on my new chacos, which would normally bug me because I hate getting new shoes dirty, but these are chacos, they are meant to have cool things smeared on them, and my friends, red rock dust is a cool thing. Especially when it comes from Snow Canyon. This is Snow Canyon:
Confession 2: I get pleasure from giving people my parking spot.
Confession 3: It takes me at least 20 minutes to fall asleep because my brain thinks it is an Olympic sprinter and will. not. stop.
Confession 4: I think "Charlie St. Cloud" is kind of a weird movie, with a good soundtrack...but Zac Efron is the only reason I watch it. Just sayin'.
Confession 5: If you lived in Eugene, Oregon five years ago and your house got toilet papered every weekend, I'm sorry.
Confession 6: I wear sandals when there's snow on the ground.
Confession 7: I think soap operas and late-night infomercials are immensely entertaining. People at the fitness center think it's strange when I bust up laughing for no reason. Aren't they watching the TV's?
Confession 8: When it comes to produce, I go all out. Once I hate half of a pineapple in 10 minutes. And like the title of this blog reveals, I can polish off a bag of carrots in no time flat. It's kind of gross.
Confession 9: Even though I pretty much dislike all country music, I listen to Taylor Swift. And I like it.
Confession 10: I'm a hygiene freak. If you are a cute potential guy-friend, but you decide not to brush your teeth or comb your hair, sorry dude. Hasta lasagna.
Fact: 2011 is going to be really good. I'm not sure why I'm having this feeling, but I know it will be epic. Plus, I will have a hammock. I might have mentioned that a few times.