Totally random post, where it is going who knows.

I’m not normal, I get told that daily by those who both know me and don’t know me just yet.

I love boy movies but also really enjoy a good chick flick.

I laugh at boy humour and tend to have a really dirty sharp witted mind which most women just go hmm to, its way more fun

I know how to change a car’s tyre but don’t have a legal driver’s license – you know the story of why but for those that don’t it involved a traffic officer connecting to the bonnet of the car I was driving during my test.

I hate dirty nails and wash my hands possibly more than normal people always moisturizing them afterwords but like to get them dirty

I can’t garden to save my life and yet I love smelling flowers and freshly cut grass that I mowed, plants die quite quickly under my watch, so fast that it could possibly be put into the Guiness Book of World Records.  Bought a bonsai the one day and by the next morning it was pushing up daisy’s (seriously now)

I showed someone how to take the inside panels the doors of a car off today and how to replace the side mirror, do the electronics and put it all back together again.

I love dogs but can’t stand to pick up their feces, ewwwww that is a boys job same goes for any kind of extrement from anything, if it smells its someone elses job.  Wasn’t much fun living alone I can tell you.

I can put most things together without a manual but I will get you more lost than lost if you asked me directions.  I once took a person on an hour and a half journey through 5 different downs that should have taken 15 minutes and through one, the one we live in.

My strongest sense is visual perceptual which boys say is not normal for girls to have, you say it and I can see it, careful… but this really helps with idea generation and creations

I am a qualified computer hardware technician and find it easy to learn anything to do with a computer but once, when I first started out in that industry I got really frustrated and took a hammer to a hard drive.  It gave me much pleasure and yes the hammer had been spray painted pink by the other tech’s in the office.

I hate politics but keep track of what is going on, worse yet I understand the technicalities and the bigger picture…

I love Winnie the Pooh and even have a huge plush toy of him that I like to sleep with even at 30.

I hate allowing others to pay for me even for a drink if it is not by “rounds” and always keep tabs on what is owed by myself to others.

I love painting my toenails and doing girly things, I even read the odd OK mag though admittedly I look more to the make up and hair styles of the who’s who.

Guess I am writing this post because I confuse even myself lol, perhaps I am in part celebrating the fact that I am not normal and can’t be stereotyped… perhaps I think its time for a few in my life to wake up and realise this fact.

A bigger perhaps for you… perhaps I have started to accept who I am and love myself for it, wanted to share that and for those that know of the journey to get here… you heard it first…

I love myself for who I am