Even Stevens

"The numbaaah twooooooooooooo! Ah ah ah!"

This will be another entry that totally displays my inner weirdness, but it's a topic about which I have been thinking since we went to that casino a week ago. When we were playing roulette, I always suggested that the guys put their chips on even numbers. WHY? I seem to ALWAYS favor even numbers over odd numbers...is this strange? Maybe it's because my birthday is 8/2/1984. Or because I graduated from high school in 2002 and college in 2006, and while I was in college, my mailbox was #1418. My old street address was 1930 and my current street address is 76 (though growing up, my home street address was 1741...but that was my mom and dad's house, so maybe it doesn't count). There are an even number of people in my family as well. Weird?? I have always wondered why pants sizes are 0, 2, 4, 6, etc. and skip all of the odd numbers. Would a size 3 make my legs feel fat? And speaking of legs, we have two legs, two arms, two eyes, two ears, two lungs, ten fingers, ten toes, etc. (hmm...perhaps this is a stretch, since I am obviously blatantly ignoring all of those many organs and bodily features of which we only have one).

I also haven't gotten used to the fact that I'm 23 now. I mean, being 22 was so perfect--it was an even number, as well as a double-dose of the BEST even number of all, the number 2. I think I need the MythBusters to come in here and figure out what's going on with me and my strange love for even numbers.

I know this is totally random, but hey, it's a Friday and I just scarfed down my Friday morning donut, so I'm on a bit of a sugar-happy high, as well as feeling like I am on the verge of needing to take a very long nap. That's okay...I have leftover pizza waiting for me at home, which will make such a scrumptious lunch.