Slowly Going Bald

1. Sometimes I pretend to like movies or books that I don't actually like that much just to get along with people. I figure, I know I'm right, so why start trouble.

2. If someone asked me to be in their barbershop group, I would probably say yes.

3. I don't have that much food in the house. I mostly live on sandwiches.

4. No matter where I go or what I do, or how my musical tastes temper themselves over the years, I'm pretty much always gonna like George Strait.

5. Sometimes I say I've seen a movie that I haven't just to fit into the conversation.

6. I quietly judge people based on what they say or do, and if I write someone off as the kind of former-jock-future-CPA character I can't seem to erase from my mind's central casting department, I will usually feel superior as long as I know them. It doesn't happen often, but when it does only large-scale revelations can reverse this. I know it's not good, but at the same time, I don't quite mind doing it.

7. I don't like wine. I feel this is one of those obstacles to adulthood I will never overcome: Eventually, everyone starts drinking wine and eating hummus and developing strong opinions about the housing market. But really, I'd rather just order a Newcastle and talk about TV.

8. I'm starting to think I picked the wrong major for someone who wants to be well-compensated for their talents.

9. Fried rice, orange chicken, and a chicken egg roll. Almost every time.

10. I hate cars. They're just these big damn worthless things that break constantly, and you have to take it everywhere you go. I just want to get from here to there.