Weird Things About Me

I can't remember who told me to do this, or why I would confess something like this. I am suppose to list five weird things about me. I'm not sure if they are weird, gross or even ordinary.
A friend of mine and I were talking (we always talk) and we discovered that some of the things we converse about are comedic, and we've come to the conclusion that ordinary people don't talk about such things. What I've discovered was that other friends of mine also discuss those "strange" topics. I was hanging out with one of my cousins and he told me that his recent phone bill statement showed that he used 6000 minutes and how he was glad that 90 percent of it was free mobile to mobile and nights/weekends minutes. My thought was, what on earth could possibly cause you to use that many minutes. He then told me that most of it was used to speak to his girlfriend. Again, I asked what on earth could you guys discuss for that long. Most married couples who live together don't spend that much time talking in person. He then mentioned some of their topics of conversation--okay, so mine and my friend's conversations weren't so extra-ordinary anymore. Someone else also discusses those odd topics--like masturbation, high school stunts/parites/parental groundings, not wanting to get married but having surrogate babies--topics which are really about nothing but keep us on the phone for hours.
Where was I suppose to go with this blog? I'm not sure. I know that it started out with weird things about me..so I guess one of them could be the topics of phone conversation.
Another weird thing about me is I have to clean my ears on a daily basis. And I like the feeling of the q-tip swabbing around in my ear canal. I also have to remove some of the cotton before I actually swab, so that I can get the q-tip all the way into my ear canal.
I have an obsession with Birkenstock sandals. I own six pairs of them already--and I still want to buy more. And not the generic copied sandals. They have to be Birkenstock. My sister has told me that they aren't regulation dress shoes for wearing once I have to be in the hospital all the time. But to me they are the most comfortable sandal EVER!
Finally, I have to read the blogs that I frequent. I feel like I'm somehow missing out if I don't. And I'll make the time to read them sometime during the day. Is it weird that I don't know any of the people personally, and yet I actually "miss" them if I don't read their blogs?
I think I was suppose to come up with five weird things. The only other thing I can think of is my lack of tolerance for "smells". I burn scented candles daily--to either get rid of/cover up whatever smells may linger in my home. I also have to use those clorox disinfectant wipes to clean up any spills or messes anywhere (this rids the place of 99 percent of the germs--according to the box anyway). Getting rid of the germs may also rid the place of any funky smells.
That's it. I think I played by the rules of the last tag.