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Random Things You Don’t Know About Val – Part 3

I started a segment on my blog once before called “random things you don’t know about Val.” I haven’t updated the list in almost 2 years (see part 2 here), so I thought I would start today…

21. I chew on everything.
Last night I asked Walter and Emily for some gum or a mint. Walter said he had none but offered me an ear plug to chew on, probably thoroughly expecting me to be grossed out. I took it and popped it in my mouth. I honestly will chew on just about anything put in front of me (insert inappropriate joke here). It’s usually not even something I do consciously. I would say the top three things I chew on include…

1. Towels. After a shower the towel goes directly over my shoulders and the end of it goes directly into my mouth. This is why every towel I have is frayed at the ends.

2. Cotton Balls. Usually when I do my nails I take out too many cotton balls and instead of putting them back in the bag I just chew on a few.

3. Magazine slips. Usually when I am reading a magazine I will find myself chewing on something and not know what. Then I realize I am chewing on one of those subscription slips that has fallen out of the magazine.

Other popular favs are my nails, hoodie strings, and packing peanuts. You have to be careful with packing peanuts. One brand forms into a nice flat disk when chewed, another just crumbles and falls apart. I also used to chew on my hair when I was younger. I don’t do that anymore.

For the record the stages of an earplug when chewed are first it kind of puffs out and expands and then it becomes a crumbly mess.

Also for the record, I really hate gum and will rarely chew it.

Also for the record, while I chew on things I don’t swallow them (insert another inappropriate joke here), expect gum. I swallow my gum.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

  • Walter
    January 16, 2009at7:12 pm

    I can’t believe you wrote 300 words on things that you chew on.

  • Sid
    January 16, 2009at7:52 pm

    I enjoy gum, but only the bubble or mint varieties

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