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Well, I've officially gone off my rocker. Not very far, but I'm pretty sure I'm more nuts than I was a month ago. The thought of touching paper makes my mouth water like I'm going to puke. It all started with the chalkboard thing a little while ago and has spiraled quickly out of control. It isn't even necessarily touching the paper, but the thought of what it might feel like were I to touch it wrong. Sometimes I do touch it wrong, and the memory remains. Sweat, goosebumps, excess salivation, slight nausea. Newsprint? The worst. Same with ripped cardboard. Ugh.

Nuts.

Kids, what are your measurements. Bust, waist, hips, height, no smartass measurements, please.