I like to think I live a pretty normal life, but apparently, as is often pointed out to me, this is far from true. I maintain that this has nothing to do with me. In fact, I wake up every morning hoping that my day will be just as normal as everyone else's. Mysteriously, the weird and wonderful of our world are drawn to me, making each and every day a new adventure. This affliction with weird encounters has made me have a fairly easy going attitude towards life. I have absolutely no expectations for what is waiting for me around any corner, and I try to, at least, not act surprised by whatever I find.