My Mommy Said I'm Not Weird Just Different!

So TD tagged me and wants to know how weird I am.

Let's see:

• I cannot sleep with socks on. I have tried. When the heat isn't pumping in the apartment, I'll put on my hoodie, leggings, sweatpants and socks so I'm extra toasty. But sometime throughout the night, those socks are buried somewhere in the covers! I must however be covered throughout the night, even in the summer. That would be a carry over from my youth when I thought the "Boogie Man" couldn't get me if I was covered from head to toe.
  
• For some odd reason, after I buy a CD, I'll read the jacket and then turn it inside out. Can't explain it. I don't do it for any particular reason, just to be quirky.
  
• I'm internet shy. With a medium where you could be anyone at anytime and still remain anonymous, I'm still not quite ready to put myself out there. I've been on numerous sites, tend to run into some of the same folk but never feel comfortable enough to say "Hey, I remember you from so and so..." for fear that they'll think I'm an internet stalker. Which I'm not, but perception is everything.
• When I was younger, I thought everybody danced like the dancers on "Solid Gold." So I would go out and do my high kick and think nothing of it. Until I realized I was the only one. I think that scarred me for life because while I've got rhythm, I don't think I can dance. And now, my Solid Gold high kick can't help me. Try to do that in the club, I might get knocked out.
• I only use sandwich spread with my cold cuts and tuna. And only in my house. I'm the only person I know, except my mommy, who uses sandwich spread. People are shocked that I don't use either mayonnaise or mustard. Actually I detest mustard. And I'll only eat mayonnaise if I'm buying a hoagie, which is a rarity nowadays! Someone had the audacity to suggest that I purchase mayonnaise and relish and just mix them together. The nerve. Besides, I tried that when I was younger when my mom didn't have enough money to splurge on sandwich spread. Not quite the same effect!
• One for the road! I hate mashed potatoes, oatmeal and grits. As a matter of fact, any white, mushy food makes me ill. Not sure where it came from but just the thought of these make me ill. For that matter, I also detest broccoli and cauliflower. And I hate ricotta cheese on my lasagna.

See, I'm not that weird. Right?