Growing Old Under Fluorescent Lights

Friday holds such little excitement when I work the entire weekend. Nights.  Right now I wish I was getting ready for an epic night of 21 year old fun, but instead, I'm getting ready for work.  Boo, working.  I feel like I'm growing old under those florescent lights.  I suppose, technically, I am. Yesterday, I was finally able to speak with my insurance adjuster--The fact that I can even say that I have an adjuster makes me feel ancient--who gave me some news:  My car has been deemed a total loss. That is what I expected, but now it's so much more real. I was supposed to go clean it out today, but I can't find the address of the towing company...We'll see how this goes today.  If you really knew me, you would know that I'm not naturally a neat/organized person.  My trunk is just north of ridiculous.  
Okay, so now that I rambled on about that forever...the real point of today's post: 

I've seen a lot of bloggers do things like this and I really like it.  In my blog, I portray a certain person, well, I want to share a few things about me that you would discover...if you really knew me. See what I did there? 

If you really knew me, you would know that...

+I hate pants. The second I get into my room, my pants come off. I wear dresses because it's the closest thing to not having on pants I can get to without being nakey. 

+I don't really like to shop unless I have a true purpose for it. Just wandering the mall for no reason is sheer torture to me. 

+I don't smile with my teeth in pictures because I hate them.  Until I get them fixed all of my pictures will be of the no-teeth variety. 

+I hate fighting.  If I can completely avoid a confrontation, I will. 

+I'm a conservative with an open mind. 

+I hate public displays of affection. I used to be fine with it, but now I feel so uncomfortable. I think I went too long without having a boyfriend to like that kind of stuff.

+I think that pizza is a food group. 

+I lose 87% of respect for females in the military who have hair that looks like shit. Seriously, ladies, it's not that hard. 

+My toe nails are always painted. Sometimes it's chipped and barely there, but there will always be some paint on each toe. 

+I do nice things.  This one is hard to explain. I just...like to do nice things for people. If people let me, I like to buy them food. I just figure maybe they'll pay it forward for someone else. 

+I used to be against tattoos. I have two now. 

+I hate living at home. I love my parents, but I need my own space. 

+I work too much and party too little. 

 +I love this little blog and I talk about it all the time even when I'm sucking at writing in it. 

And for now, that's all. I hope that you learned a few fun things about me. Now I have to figure out how to get all the crap out of my car before work starts. I hope you all have a wonderful Friday.