Crazy Retarded

So I thought anyone reading this might want to know some of my quirks. Some people may think I’m crazy or retarded but I’m pretty certain I’m both:

• I hate the feel of white Styrofoam. More than that, I hate hate hate the sound of something rubbing Styrofoam. (This of course makes for awesome birthdays and Christmas).
• I also hate the sound of straws rubbing against the plastic lid of a Starbucks frozen beverage…that terrible squeal noise sets me off!
• I am a self diagnosed OCD patient. I do things in 3’s. I check for a locked door 3 times a night, I check to make sure the stove isn’t on at least 3 times a day, I say things three times in a row (for emphasis), and I often clap 3 times in a row when I’m excited about something.
• I love music. I seriously think I could win Name That Tune. I have favorite “parts” to almost every tune and I assign songs or bands to almost everyone I know.
• I chew about 10 pieces of gum a day. Some people smoke a pack a day; I chew a pack a day.
• I have several specifically dedicated “dances”. There’s the kitchen dance (clap your hands and stomp your feet like you’re flatfooted) and the Nashville dance (twirl in a circle while you stomp your feet and pump your arms – kinda like milking a cow) - just to name two.
• I hop into bed every night. I don’t sit or lay down or anything, I literally hop.
• I can cross my toes in both directions. Well, not my right foot anymore since I broke my toes, but still the left one.
• I word vomit - A lot. I’ve been told I have a sharp tongue, which I didn’t understand until someone explained to me that I say what’s on my mind and don’t think about how I’m saying it.
  Now that I’ve painted such a pretty picture, I’ll put up a literal picture for you to remember me by…