My friend, StapleHead

Meet my friend StapleHead. AKA Stephanie or Stepho (stee-foe) as I call her most often. She's online for the first time now. After all these years she just got an email account. Everybody clap for Stephanie! I had to rethink our friendship when she told me she didn't email. It's my main form of communication. I'd email Dan from the living room to our bedroom if I could.
I met Stephanie many moons ago our freshman year in college. We were quad mates. We both have a very weird sense of humor and didn't quite know what to make of each other at first, but shortly after made fast friends.
Why StapleHead? She fell at work one day and cracked her head open. She worked at Blockbuster late at night, so she didn't call anyone and just went to the hospital alone. The next day she was walking around with staples in the back of her head and no one knew why. It's pretty simple.
She's an odd bird, Stephanie and I love her for it.
She sleeps with her eyes open, has a stuffed dog that she is obsessively protective of (in college we used to hang it in a noose from the ceiling above her bed. It made her cry so I stopped...eventually) and she makes this creepy face called the skeleton head. She sticks her fingers in her mouth and pulls her lips apart really wide...it looks super scary. I used to wake up in the morning and she would be standing over me making this face and I would scream. What's worse is she taught her 4 year old to do it to me now. To this day it creeps me out.
She is a great pal. A wonderful Christian and a loving friend who keeps me in line. I can pray with her, laugh with her and share the worst things about myself and she usually says it is something she does too! She's a normal person - which basically means that she is just messed up enough for me to be friends with her.