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25 Facts:

1/ I love the smell of rain

2/ I can't sleep without the noise of a fan in the room...that is when I DO sleep

3/ Sometimes my imagination scares me

4/ I love strolling through cemeteries

5/I would probably be quite content living in a cave

6/I'm afraid of the dark

7/I am easily intimidated, maybe more than people realize

8/I wish I knew how to play the violin

9/There is nothing more comforting than a bowl of macaroni & cheese

10/ I love the sound of the ocean

11/ I have one brother

12/ I have a biology degree

13/ I try to hold onto the curious wonder that children have--- probably explains some of my behavior

14/ I would love to spend a summer traveling the castles in Europe

15/I probably suffer from several undiagnosed mental disorders----but, we won't get into that now

16/ My silence is often mistaken for anger

17/Time-wasters get under my skin....either get it done, or get out of my way

18/ I don't mind being with a large group, as long as I don't have to participate... I would rather observe

19/I believe in Karma

20/ I am fascinated by the natural world--- it has a way of taking care of itself, if humans would leave it alone

21/I used to hand-raise Cockatiels

22/ I have a deep dislike of clowns and dolls--- in any shape or form they completely freak me out

23/I have been a birder in the Missouri Ozarks

24/I used to take care of 50 Mexican water snakes and about 100 rodents in my college's Ethology Lab

25/I am a classically-trained pianist who also plays the guitar....sort of

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