Here are mine:
1. The first thing I notice about a guy are his shoes and if he wears a watch. I generally don't care what type of watch it is, but if they are wearing a watch, they score points with me. My rule is, if you aren't 5 minutes early, you are already late. So a guy who is punctional also scores points with me.

2. I almost died when I was 18 months old. I got a virus and couldn't stop throwing up for 8 days. They put me in the hospital for 5 of those days, 3 of them in the ICU. I had IV's in my big toes, and then in my forehead. I was strapped into bed so I wouldn't pull said IV's out. I lost over 30% of my total body weight and dad says I was never the same after that. I would say that is probably why I am emetophobic today...which is just a fancy word for being freaked out to death to puke. I have other friends who are emet. It's ugly. It is very very ugly.

3. I don't like coconut. At all. Sad really, because I have turned down so many foods that look wonderful if it weren't for the coconut. I feel the same way about things with nuts in them too. I love nuts on their own, but put them in ice cream, a brownie, or muffins, and you have just RUINED it!

4. I am solely responsible for the fact that my sister's pointer finger on her left hand is almost without a fingernail. When we were little and still living on Iva Ave, which would have made us VERY YOUNG still, I had my bike upside down to fix the chain, and I was showing my sister that you could take the peg and make the wheel spin really really REALLY fast. Then I thought it would be cool to take her hand and shove it into the spinning wheel when she didn't think it was so cool. Let's just say that screams insued and there was a trip to the ER. Yeah...no one in my family was very happy with me THAT day. I darn near took her entire finger off. It was a bad deal.

5. Eric, my best friend, buys me all my best handbags. I have coach, burberry, lv. He's picking me up a prada handbag in July. Pretty sad that a guy has better taste in handbags than me. And no, he's not gay.

6. I was scheduled to have a boob job last March. March 15 was my surgery date. I had gone to the consultation, had the size all picked out, had bought my post-surgical bra and everything. Then I chickened out and I have never regretted not doing it. I still wish I had bigger tits, but not for all that. So I'm getting laser hair removal done instead. I'm going to start with my bikini area. I have been looking at alot of porn trying to find "a look" I like. I'll never have to shave again!! Oh the joy of never having razor burn again!! You don't even know. I've heard it's painful, but so is razor burn.

7. I have a lump on my leg. I'm going to the plastic surgeon in a week to have it removed. They are going to send it to pathology. I'm glad I'm going, because I found another lump starting to develop right next to this lump. The first lump started out red and then got bigger and turned brown. I now have another lump right next to it, it's still in the red stage but it is there. It's developing exactly the same as the first one. My family doctor is so awsome that he actually cares about the way my leg looks, the fact that I do wear shorts and he wants a plastic surgeon to take it out for the pretty factor.

So those are my 7. I'm supposed to tag 7 people, but I just don't feel like it. Who cares?