one hundred twenty three

tonight as i watched yet another fantasmic episode of OTH i began to ponder about what brings people together. some say it's all about opposites attracting. others think they are best friends with their best friend because they are so identical they should have be monozygotic twins. i started thinking about the diversity of relationships in my life and marveling at how such seemingly different people could all get along so well. everyone has their quirks, preferences, vices, etc... each one of us is so very different, and with all the differences in their varying degrees, its the perfect example of how there truly isn't a "normal" even if we wanted to label someone or something as it. here's what i mean:

-anna can't smell, periodically pinches herself to see if the feeling has returned to her arm, and doesn't like ice in her water. (she also hasn't gotten on board with the blogolution yet.)
-loni doesn't like cheese but orders a pizza and then scrapes the cheese off- but in the most un-ED way in the planet. she also doesn't like raisins but gets oatmeal in a oatmeal raisin cookie bowl.
-brie is the mission president's daughter that delights in dirty jokes and perverted cat fondling.
-whit doesn't like cotton balls or when her fingers get pruny from being in water for too long. she is also slowly but steadily creating a profit deficit for red robin through ranch dressing and fry sauce consumption.
-hailey genuinely believes it might be a good idea to try back handsprings after back surgery, motivates YW volleyball games by having the girls chant things like "go get em tiger on the count of three!" (tiger wasn't even our mascot), and has a bottomless pit of a stomach for any combination involving bob's brain freeze, diet coke, and cafe rio.
-alisa rae won't eat chicken even though she likes it, cuz its not ideal for her blood type, works out her arms while balancing on the edge of the tub as the boys delightfully splash her, and pretty much considers ice cream to be one of the main food groups. she also subscribes to the "blame alana" philosophy of avoiding tricky situations in life.
-steve is mr. "its not okay, but its okay" if you know what i mean... steve, i know what you mean and im SO not down with that, if you know what I mean!
-davis is mr. "hey lets hang out" one day, but mr. "i haven't seen you in months but am still offended that you didn't buy me a christmas present" the next day...all of these schizo moments are sporadically received via text message...even better.
-spencer is a little bit spoiled and high maintenance, swears on his life that he isn't, but then pouts like a 5 year old prince when you point out blatant examples of it.
-kate sheller is the sweetest, most innocent looking people i know, but the girl can use the f bomb as more parts of speech in a single sentence than anyone i have ever met! its hilarious. and actually quite impressive.
-alriggles comes from a cute dairy farm in idaho but relishes moments at sketchy tattoo parlors on state street, flashing gangsta faces to the camera while a fire crotched, gauge eared homie pops a needle through her nose.
-trina, always the ultimate "feminist, ms. independent, boys are idiots" leader of skyline high school, suddenly gets engaged after what, 2 weeks?! and is now being the ultimate suzie homemaker; preggo and everything. it blows my mind! and i miss her like crazy!
-and then i'm still the weirdest of all, asking for appetizer recommendations at a certain ridiculously busy restaurant while saying "but i don't eat fish, chicken, other seafood, eggs, milk, soft cheeses, onions, cucumbers, bell peppers, or things with too much white flour in them...and i'm kinda lactose intolerant today." i guess the good thing is that i really narrow the menu down for myself. alisa's favorite is that i order the mushroom stroganoff from noodles and company without the mushrooms. whatevvvs! i also keep a spool of floss in my car and would rather stay home with a chick flick or a good book, than hit sundance or the star studded concert at harrios. i am a spelling snob who makes up and uses words that do not even exist, and wakeboard even though the premise of being in a lake majorly sicks me out. so i'm a weirdo, what can ya do?

okay after spewing all of this i have come to a profound conclusion... i think the reason i'm friends with all of these people is because in one way or another they are weird like me! :)