May 07, 2007 09:38
My mind wandered last night and I started to think if other people had quirky habits or strange mannerisms. When you kind of think of it, you feel like the only one who has strange habits out there. But of course (say it with me now) we are all unique. I'm sure my friends might be able to unearth other strange things I do, but I could only remember a few:
I have an unnatural fear of public toilet seats that are up (not because of germs, but they look like evil faces).
I read in the shower (yes the shower)
About 80% of my day is spent daydreaming or fantasizing.
I still love physically horsing around with friends.
I miss sleepovers (especially when everyone is crowded into one bed).
I still play dress up.
I rationalize everything vocally, with people or alone.
Meanwhile,
I ran into the ONE person I didn't want to see today. How's that for irony.
Maybe if I had actually finished burning the invite I wouldn't have seen him.
thinking,
me,
quirky