Only Six?

Ok, so I've been "tagged" by Taffi to explain six reasons why I'm weird.

A. She's my sister....she already knows a lot more than six!
B. I'm supposed to limit myself to six? Where to start?
C. Why would I want to admit to any of it?

Ok, ok, I'll play your "weird" game.........

1. I'm an insomniac. It's 5 a.m. and I'm blogging about why I'm weird. Hmmmmm.

2. I'm a shopaholic. There. I said it. Nothing brings me out of the blues better than shopping. Except for seeing my babies. Combine the two, and you've hit a grand slam.

3. I'm addicted to 24. I'm a 24 girl. Kiefer, baby, I'm all yours, pant pant, slurp.

4. I live in a house. I should live in a motel; a place to sleep, shower, watch a little tv, all with built-in maid service!

5. All my dates in the last four years have come from online. Scary.

6. I can't remember the sixth one. I have memory loss.