steady descent into madness
10 sort-of stupid things that I am aware I do but that I continue to do nonetheles
1. Ask myself, “Now what on earth has become of ‘said object’?” when said object is in fact in my hand.
2. Talk in a very high pitched voice to cats.
3. Tell my cat, who is named Frankie, to relax.
4. Drive 15 minutes to another part of the city for (really really good) bubble tea when there is an alright place a five minute walk away from my house.
5. Long to buy every pair of converse sneakers I see when I already have 6 pairs.
6. Say “LOL,” “WTF,” and “OMG” aloud.
7. Fail to add “bits” to a lot of my male nude drawings because I’m a prude like that.
8. Rearrange my roommate’s magnetic word poems so they seem like euphemisms for sex.
9. Deciding to take a shower, and then remembering after I have stripped down to nothing that I have forgotten my towel in my bedroom and then attempting to book it back to my bedroom and back to the bathroom again, unseen.
10. Trying to finish separating pre-sliced bagels halves with my bare hands.
Bonus! (because it kind of relates to the bagels): Attempting to flip any flat, pancake or quesadilla-like object in a frying pan with my bare hands.
And you?