Five Quirky Things Thing
1. Looking at those green sprouty things that come out of garlic when it gets old makes me ill. Also, when a garlic baby like, *metastisizes* inside a garlic host organism, and it like, looks like an eyeball of garlic sort of winking, or pupeing out like an overeager zit-head, like it would make this sound "PWOOOP!" if you popped it out, I hate that. I sincerely do.
2. If I'm sleeping ALONE at my own house, I inevitably take off all my clothes except panties during the night. For some reason, this doesn't happen if I'm sleeping ALONE over at someone else's house (unless: I'm plastered, in which case I wake up in panties and scramble for something, anything to wear, be it a dishtowel or sheet music. Then I go back to sleep.) I cannot go to sleep in pajamas and wake up in them.
3. I cannot spell "license" without thinking hard about it, so I always write "driver's permit."
4. I always end up mixing a little of every dish served at a meal together in my mouth at the same time and it usually tastes good.
5. The phrase "Cave Springs" (a location near Cedartown, GA where I grew up) is forever embedded in the antebellum of my brain. That is, I cannot, CANNOT say that phrase without sounding like a hick. Everything else in the sentence sounds fine, but "Cave Spring" will come out like "Cayve Spray-ung." Wes and Coryn, both from the GA, pointed this out to me and I nearly hurt myself trying not to say it like that. I stopped saying "sword" with the "w" this year, I dunno how that happened.
I tag risa internet and ezlaff, cause I don't think they've done this yet.
2. If I'm sleeping ALONE at my own house, I inevitably take off all my clothes except panties during the night. For some reason, this doesn't happen if I'm sleeping ALONE over at someone else's house (unless: I'm plastered, in which case I wake up in panties and scramble for something, anything to wear, be it a dishtowel or sheet music. Then I go back to sleep.) I cannot go to sleep in pajamas and wake up in them.
3. I cannot spell "license" without thinking hard about it, so I always write "driver's permit."
4. I always end up mixing a little of every dish served at a meal together in my mouth at the same time and it usually tastes good.
5. The phrase "Cave Springs" (a location near Cedartown, GA where I grew up) is forever embedded in the antebellum of my brain. That is, I cannot, CANNOT say that phrase without sounding like a hick. Everything else in the sentence sounds fine, but "Cave Spring" will come out like "Cayve Spray-ung." Wes and Coryn, both from the GA, pointed this out to me and I nearly hurt myself trying not to say it like that. I stopped saying "sword" with the "w" this year, I dunno how that happened.
I tag risa internet and ezlaff, cause I don't think they've done this yet.