{Osa Johnson rides a zebra}
I don't crave chocolate.
I prefer whiskey or scotch to any other alcoholic beverage.
I'd rather have a steak than a slab of tofu.
I'd rather squeeze a lemon in my eye than watch an episode of Grey's Anatomy.
One of my favorite books is Ender's Game.
I actually like museums.
Now you're probably thinking: did Amy write this, or a boy (probably her boyfriend or cousin) hijack this blog? Never fear, it is I.
Have you noticed that in the minds of many twenty something women living in Los Angeles, there are these kinds social stereotypes that we feel that we have to fulfill, as much as we don't want to admit them? I seldom choose sweet over salty and hate the conventional running on a treadmill for hours on end. Blasphemy! This kind of rebellious behavior may as well revoke "girl card", right?
