Boxes...all those corners intimidate me.

What I wouldn't do for a round box.


A few other random things that frighten me:

bananas

ceilings

the queen piece in a chess set

empty tin cans, which are totally different from the non-empty kind

camera film

lampshades

anything that can be classified as "smooth"

the robotic rabbit on a greyhound racetrack

sudden utterance of the word "the." On the other hand, the printed word "the" has no effect on me

anyone pretending to be a Martian

Whoopi Goldberg

drainpipes

the month of January

Japanese newspapers

wombats

any holiday starting with the letter "C" or "H"

jazz music and saxophones in general

Abe Lincoln's corpse

egg beaters turned upside down

and finally, belgium waffles

Oh yes, and the prospect of turning 13 in the life that comes immediately following this one absolutely terrifies me.