So wait, weird quirky facts, or ways in which we're OCD?
I count things all the time. I count my teeth CONSTANTLY. I think the best time in my recent life was when my wisdom teeth started coming through; I went from 28 teeth to 29 to 30. I'm still waiting on numbers 31 and 32 for extra countings fun!
I count stairs too. From the deepest depth of the basement at my old workplace to the tippermost toppermost high took 64 steps. Luckily I only had to make *that* journey once or twice a day, but the abridged trip of 42 steps was more like twelve or fourteen times. No wonder I've started putting on weight since leaving that place.
I used to be afraid of the dark and being alone. Then I realised that what I was actually afraid of was finding out I wasn't alone in the dark. My parents have gone away for a few days, and I'm INCREDIBLY nervous about being in this apartment with only my mousies for company. Wish I still had a dog/cat/rat/something friendly. The dark doesn't fuss me so much anymore. I was plunged into pitch-black unexpectedly last weekend while having a wee and I managed to finish my business and find the exit without getting frightened. Go me! I also used to fear face-at-the-window, but that's gone. I'm still nervous of face-in-the-mirror though.
https://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2006/may/12/comment.charliebrooker - if you don't get what I mean by face-at-the-window and face-at-the-mirror.
Speaking of which, I'm genuinely considering ways to get to hang out with Charlie Brooker when I move to London later this year. I honestly believe we have so much in common that we'd be great friends. And I know that is terrible stalker behaviour and attitude and therefore I should stay away from him as far as possible, but I really can't shake it. O_O
I get obsessed with things really easily. Get me onto the subject of Shakespeare's History plays sometime. But once I see a show that's just as good (or better? Unlikely!), I'll fixate whole-heartedly on that. Until something ELSE comes along. Although considering what shows I currently have plans for, it's unlikely that the obsession will move on any time soon.
Out of idle curiosity and faint romantic hopes, I posted a profile on a dating site this afternoon. I'm TERRIFICALLY amused that in the last four hours, I've gained three fans (no kidding, that's how the site puts it; fans!) and two of them are men over 40. (Stop press! I've got another fan! I must investigate this person! I bet he's over 40 as well! XD) EDIT: yup. Something about this 25 year old lassie apparently attracts the over 40s! How very Freudian!
Giant otters are my favourite animal. They live in south America, grow up to six feet in length, and spend their time sleeping, swimming, eating, spreading their poop around in a territorial fashion, bullying Caimans so the Caimans won't get any fancy thoughts of otter for dinner, grooming each other, and wrasslin'. They call them "river wolves", and they have the mad staring eyes of killers. Did I mention they're OTTERS who grow up to SIX FEET in length? Genius. XD
I really love talking about myself, stupid things, and stupid things about myself. Can you tell? :3
Updated On: 5/30/08 at 03:33 PM