  &emailalert=no&email=adgrant@indiana.edu&url=http://closeproximity.blogspot.com&name=Proximity&bgcolor=003399&fcolor=FFFFFF&link=FFFFCC&words=comments&title=Comments &width=350&height=350"> Today it's so damn hot out here, it's all about being uncool. Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of Big Al and all. I really feel the love, but sometimes I catch myself doing the dorkiest things....and I have a hunch I'm not alone. For instance, on my way to work today, I couldn't help but notice that I 1. Almost always have my hands at 10 and 2 on the steering wheel.
Look out! New driver! 2. I also drink Slim Fast shakes for lunch almost every day (and they're not even doing anything for me!). I get bonus loser points for the insulated lunch bag I bring it in every day. It's lame. 3. I'm obsessed with Infotainment. Big time. When VH-1 or E has one of those Starrificcelebritylicioussuperfamewhoretastic hotttness countdowns, I get like a zombie in front of the TV.
I also religously read page 6 of The Post every day, because if I don't know which Olsen twin is anorexic or if Lindsey Lohan's boobs are fake, my day feels hollow and empty. 4. When Mike and I do laundry, we like to kick back with a game of Scrabble. He's one of the few people who can beat me on a regular baisis, and that's a foundation of a strong relationship in my book. Even worse, for years, even before it was the mail terror tactic of choice, my goal each game was to spell out the word 'Anthrax. ' I know, proper noun... 5. My filing system is so very. I just typed so very? Ok, make that number 6.
For reals though, I have cable bills for the last three years, records of every oil change I've gotten, paychecks for my last three jobs. It's weird. So I could go on and on, but looking up at those uh, "quirks" I realize that I'm turning into an old lady. And fast (you're on to something Jennie). And to think I didn't even get into my embroidered cardigan collection! Let's hear some from you. 
