Saying nothing, that's enough for me

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Ever since my honest and loving boyfriend told me that I'm not portraying all of myself on my blog, I haven't dismissed it.  In fact, I've been brewing up a post in my head about how I am reserved sometimes, but I'm still me.  I'm still typing as I would talk.  I still make dumb jokes and think of any possible reason to use a pun (note: there is no bad time to use a pun).  This is my blog.  There are no specific posts that need to be written.  There aren't any red marks if I misspell something, although my dad will usually send me a quick e-mail.  There is no rhyme or reason for when I post and when I do not.  There are topics I have no problem discussing and then there are others that I would rather keep close and not share with anyone reading Annecdotes.

That being said, I thought I would tell you some things you may not know about me.  Things I may not bring up on a regular basis, ya know?

1. I swear like a sailor.  I know, you wouldn't have guessed.  Well, I'm a smart sailor because I can hide it when necessary.  I never used to swear and then I moved to Washington.  I'm not sure if the correlation is positive, but sure enough, I started swearing a lot here.  A lot.  And I haven't stopped.  It's not usually directed at people but just at situations.  Okay, sometimes people.

2. I have nightmares about 4 times a week.  Morbid, horrifying, wake-up-at-3am-never-wanting-to-fall-asleep-again nightmares.  I don't know where the thoughts are coming from because I sure as heck am not thinking them.  It's really something that has affected me and it makes me sick to my stomach.

3.  I cry too easily.  Really.  If I had the choice, I'd never cry unless I was so absolutely happy for someone that tears of pure joy ran down my freckled cheeks.  The thing is, if something really nags at me and forms a major pit in my stomach, I have about three seconds before my face becomes a red blotchy mess.  It does wonders for me.  I look like quite a gem.  How do you fix this?  I'm curious about it.  Honestly, I'm not sure it's something I can cure.  I just need to toughen up already!  Stand my ground.  Love everything and everyone.  There.  Easy.  Done.

4.  I like driving alone just as much as I like driving with someone.  I love the drive to and from Bellingham/Seattle.  I have done that drive for the longest time.  Most of the time I have been alone and have discovered how peaceful it is.  I usually drive with my eyes closed since I know it so well.  Safety first!  I remember my mom coming to visit once and we were driving and she said "you must drive by yourself a lot" and I said "that is obviously correct why do you say that" and she said "because anyone else would be annoyed by how often you change the radio station."  Oops.

5.  I know that changing schools in college ultimately landed me in the best spot, but part of me is devastated that it did not allow me to study abroad ever.  None of my classes would have allowed me to at the point in my college career so I have yet to travel the world.  Of course, Vancouver is a nice place to start,  but I want more.  More world, please.  I could write all about the places I want to see but I never really do in my posts.  I don't want to just write words.  What good will that do me?  I want to share pictures.

6.  I signed up for the Portland Marathon this year.  I didn't tell you.  I always tell you.  I started to train.  I stopped training.  I can't run it.  Plans changed.  I'm sorry.  Believe me, I'm so sorry.

7.  I wish I liked mushrooms.  My goal is to like them by the time I'm 25.  If only so that I don't have to hear "Oh, but Anne doesn't like mushrooms" one more damn time.


So there.  I gave you a bland insight into some of my life I don't explain or talk about as much.  Driving and mushrooms.  Thrilling, Anne.  What's next?

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        Best,
               Anne