Today's fact: I hate touching flowers. They creep me out. I'm a little better than I used to be when I was young, when I would kind of freak out if I brushed up against certain flowers, but I still will not generally voluntarily touch flowers. I can at least deal with it if the situation calls for it; I can at least, for example, attach a corsage—but I wear gloves when I trim my roses.
I dunno. They're creepy.
Currently listening: The Mars Volta—Asilos Magdalena