Don't forget the endlessly doing my mom thing, too.Originally Posted by vinzclortho
Don't forget the endlessly doing my mom thing, too.Originally Posted by vinzclortho
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I'm not sure if I should feel reassured or more frightened that so many maggots share so many of my compulsions...
Sick and ashamed and happy (and can give a check mark to the bread thing, the alarm thing (though mine can't end in a 0 or 5), the keys and wallet pat-down thing, the teeth brushing pacing thing and the zipper thing (though that one is usually after a trip to the bathroom at work)),
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"Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward."
- Kurt Vonnegut
Go bonkers anytime anyone stands too close to the edge of a cliff(hiking).
Bread thing, check
Wallet thing, check
Pacing while brushing, check
Alarm clock thing, check
Anytime I eat a burger and fries, the last bite of the meal must be burger. I will not finish the burger until all of the fries are gone.
I reset my trip odometer thing every single time I get gas so that I can calculate my milage. Last tank was 27 mpg, pretty good considering most of my driving is on a cold engine.
My dog has floopy ears, and anytime one of them is hanging crooked I can't rest until I fix it.
Anytime I stop at a light and put my car in neutral I jiggle the stick to make sure it is in neutral at least three times before I am comfortable taking my foot off the clutch. Also, if I come to rest at a stop sign I must put the car in neutral before putting it in first.
I'm in a band. It's called "Just the Tip."
I do this in threes (Skis, Boots, Poles....Gloves, Helmet, Goggles...Jacket, Pass, Socks) on the way out the door.Originally Posted by vinzclortho
I have to completely discharge my cell phone battery before recharging it. Same thing with digital camera.
Bread: guilty.
wallet, keys, phone: yes, but throw in pocket knife as well.
Dickwaving. It's good, but it has it's limits.
Mean people suck, too.
wow, i totally forgot about this one until you guys said it. helmetglovesgogglesbootsskis. you should see me trying to pack for a trip...the triple checking is rediculous.
I eat the end pieces of the bread first. What doese that say about me? It drives my husband crazy too b/c he says that keeps the other pieces from going stale.
As for lip gloss, I am truly a freak with that stuff. First of all, I own about 12 different varieties on any given day and am applying it every 10 minutes. I don't know why I even bother to put it on my lips though. I should just drink it straight out of the container. My insides must be all shiney and glittery. Eventually I'll really make some coroner's day!
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"I call it reveling in natures finest element. Water in its pristine form. Straight from the heavens. We bathe in it, rejoicing in the fullest." --BZ
I always keep my pass with my boots. I even wrap it around the buckle. My pass cannot be unattached to my boots when both are not in use. Wrapping the pass around the stick shift or keeping it in the glove compartment doesn't cut it in case I ever hitch a ride with someone else.
When I surface from being underwater, like duckdiving a wave, coming up from a wipeout or whatever I MUST take my thumb and forefinger and run it down my eyelids to squeeze out the water
When I it a burger and fried I MUST keep the fries:burger ratio such that my last fry coincides with the last bite of burger. If I finish one before the other then I cannot sleep for the rest of the night.
When I park somewhere in the city in a too good to be true spot I spend at least 5 minutes making sure that I will not get a parking ticket or towed (check loading zone/times/street cleaning/clearways)
No cop, no stop, for those annoying-as-fuck left-turn red arrows (Right hand red arrows in Australia, Indonesia, Japan and UK). If there are no oncoming cars and no cop cars around then that left turn arrow means squat.
Each time I do the groceries I keep a mental checklist and running total of shit I buy. If the total at the register is +10% of what I expected I scrutinize the receipt to see where I (or the checkout chick / computer register) fucked up.
forgot about this...while skiing, all my stuff has to be in the same pockets that theyre always in. Keys/money/ID inside jacket pocket-lip stuff right pants pocket- ski hat right jacket pocket - ski strap thing that holds teles together left jacket pocket.
That way i can pat myself down every 15 minutes and make sure I havent lost anything.
And yeah, when getting gas,I always end on the quarter too.
ANd some thing that have been said, i guess i do them so automatically i dont even consider them too wierd, like shirts/ hangers all facing the same way in my closet.
I have to order last. I can not order the same dish as someone else. Too weird.![]()
"Minus solum, cum quam solus esset."
i have to flush the toilet/urinal before i start pissing.
yeah, i have to do that too, but only in my house because my fucking roommate never flushes AFTER he pisses.Originally Posted by non grata
Couldn't agree more. I fucking hate red left-turn arrows.Originally Posted by Superstar Punani
I haven't eaten fast food fries in years now, but I used to always tear off a tiny corner of the ketchup packets so I could put a thin stripe of ketchup on each fry.Originally Posted by Superstar Punani
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow, what a Ride!"
Driving anywhere with skis on the car, I have to compulsively lean over the steering wheel and look up to see if they are still there. I know that if they were to blow off or something, I'd know about it (crash..scrape...shatter...). I'm a freak about it, though. In the 28 miles from my house to the local hill, I'll check 5 or 6 times without even realizing it. My friend started to make fun of me about it, but then he told me he does the same thing, only he has a sunroof he can just look up through.
I do this with my bike too. I angle my rearview mirror so that I can atleast see the pedal or back tire. I also watch the shadows as I drive to see if it is still there.
It's like, I'm afraid someone or something is going to climb on top of my car at 80mph and steal my shit. Like that gremlin thing on that Twilight Zone episode that was standing on the wing of the plane smiling at the dude inside.
"Have fun, get a flyrod, and give the worm dunkers the finger when you start double hauling." ~Lumpy
I don't worry about the skis, other than locking it to make sure it's really shut. But with the bike.... I do the mirror thing. I actually had the anklebiter thing fall apart on my roof rack once - driving around a corner and CLUNK - bike flopped over. Wheels were still attached with the straps, but a pedal put a nice dent in the roof. So now I lock all racks because I don't trust them to stay shut otherwise. And I look - I don't know what good it's doing me to watch my bike in a mirror, but I do it anyway.Originally Posted by 72Twenty
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow, what a Ride!"
Checking bridger bowl's live snow report at least 10 times a day.
Update dammit!
I love big dumps.
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