Pants and potatoes are my nemeses as both have attempted to kill me on numerous occasions. Thus, my wardrobe is comprised primarily of skirts and shorts (it's a shame winter is eight to nine months of frozen death). In spite of my aforementioned grudge I do enjoy a good potato . . . it's a love hate thing really. Cheese cake is my favourite food . . . but, i swear I'm not fat! I just act that way sometimes. People who don't know me tell me I am intelligent, while those who know me tell me I am a moron.