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I’m just me.
Yesterday’s Thing-A-Day: A descriptive list of my random quirks, which I shall copy & paste below. Read if you’d like, and let me know what you think about me. Personally, I like me, most of the time.
Today’s Thing-A-Day: I went to yoga. Choosing to partake in a yoga class is totally a creative thing, right? I feel creative doing it, so therefore it counts. If it doesn’t, I’m making supper tonight. So there you go.
Here is my list:
- I startle very easily. At least once a week, my husband walks into a room and says something, and I scream bloody murder.
- I go through phases where I am extremely lethargic, somewhat depressed, and can’t force myself to do anything that needs to be done. I’m in one of those right now. If these symptoms sound familiar to any of you, please help. I hate feeling like this. It’s about once a month. PMDD?
- I have a tiny piercing-like hole on the top part of EACH of my ears, right where my the top corner of my ear starts and my face begins. They’re in the same place on each side. I was born with them.
- I always, in some way, narrate my life inside my head. Usually this means thoughts that occur in a format very much like a social networking status update, but they also occur in “About Me” lists such as these.
- I secretly crave stress and chaotic situations, and a part of me is thankful when they occur. When everything’s going well, I’m secretly bored and awaiting a disaster.
- I like kids, but don’t want to have them, because I fear I would ABSOLUTELY LOATHE being a mother.
- When driving alone, I have full, complete conversations with myself, out loud, and that’s when I feel the most like myself. That’s when I’m most comfortable. I’m my own best friend. But this only occurs when I’m driving.
- I sometimes visualize my own death or the death of loved ones, just to see how they (or I) would deal with it. But I disagree with my former counselor who considered this a “suicidal gesture”. I do this with not just death, but also divorce, job loss, pregnancy, etc. It’s like mentally preparing myself for tragedies. And, yes, at this point in my life and level of maturity, I would consider becoming pregnant a tragedy. No offense to anyone who is a parent, it’s just not something I want.
- I am very strongly for free birth control, and abortion if that doesn’t work, because it’s the poorest, most uneducated people that have the most unwanted pregnancies. I DAMN near think that abortion of pregnancies in poverty should be mandatory, if the mother is under 18 or already has X number of kids. The stigma & difficulty of getting an abortion is creating more and more poor and stupid people. Sorry, but it’s true. I feel lack of sex education, birth control, and abortion on demand will eventually lead to the human race de-evolving to level of dumb beasts.
- I feel guilty for buying bottled water for various reasons, but I like drinking out of bottles more than cups, so I make each bottle last as long as possible. Whenever I drink all the water out of a bottle, I draw one “X” on the label with a marker, then refill & refrigerate it. I do this until it has 4 X’s, then I throw it away.
- I would wash the bottles, but the labels come off, and they get shaped funny, so it’s not the same. Plus, that’d mean me running my dishwasher more, so either way I’m using up some precious resource.
- I think all drugs should be legal. Addicts or recreational users should not be considered criminals. I don’t think it’s any more wrong to smoke crack than it is to get drunk. They both have their risks. Smoking pot actually has less of them than using alcohol. So why is just one of them OK legally?
- I love my job except for: I feel like my life is boring. I envy people who come home from work exhausted, sore and starving, because they busted their asses and didn’t have time to eat much that day. I want to not have time to sit still. Unfortunately, my job requires sitting still. I want to come home from work sore and SO FUCKING RELIEVED to be home.
- Working from home makes you feel like you’re always at work. If you envy my job, please stop. It’s not that great. Even though it is funny sometimes to teleconference in the buff.
- I am fascinated by medical anomalies….. The plights of people with two-hundred-pound tumors, disgusting facial deformities, primordial dwarfs, and the profoundly obese could keep me glued to DHC for hours. One of my favorite shows is “Mystery Diagnosis”.
- I wish I didn’t own a TV. But I am married and my husband likes it. And I’m not a bitch wife who rules the house with an iron fist. I do like a lot of shows, but could live without it. My true addiction, of course, is Intarnets. I hate TV background noise.
- Unless I am sleeping, I HATE being in a dimly lit room. Like seriously MOTHER FUCKING HATE. Ironically, my husband hates bright lights. This is one of those things we compromise on. So we sometimes have bright time for me, and dim time for him.
- I love to paint. My favorite subject to paint is absolutely nothing. I just like to dip in my brush and mush paint around on the canvas. I hardly care what the end result looks like. My apologies to all my MUW art professors.
- I’m a nosy neighbor. Yesterday’s highlight was sitting on the gazebo while the people in apartment 3 had their window open and were conversing loudly (and from the sounds of it, drunkenly, there was lots of use of the word “motherfucker”). I was hoping they’d see me sitting there, all lonesome, and invite me over, but they didn’t. They went into another room where I couldn’t hear them.
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- I live in fairly densely populated little area. There’s my two-building apartment complex, surrounded by a few houses, and a grouping of mobile homes (Ok, ok, TRAILER PARK. SHUT UP. It’s a safe neighborhood. I think.). However, this does not stop me from changing clothes with the window curtains quite askew. Most people know me as very shy, and I certainly am at times, however, for some reason, I don’t really care if anybody sees me naked. It’s not that I think I have a smokin’ hot body (I high dislike it most of the time), I just simply DON’T CARE.
- I would like to lose weight, but would not like to put forth the effort.
- They say it’s easier if you don’t “go on a diet”, but instead make a “lifestyle change”… but to me, THAT’S even scarier than a diet! Diets are temporary, but a “lifestyle change” is just what it sounds like. Those are my connotations of the words, anyway.
