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Ground Rules: The first player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yours" and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 quirky habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.
1. I have a bizarre, nagging fear that I have walked into the men's restroom. This does not apply to brand new restrooms I've never been to before - clearly I checked before I went in. It also does not apply to restrooms I am extremely familiar with, like the one in my office, where I've been there a million times. This applies only to restrooms where I have been there just enough times to not check the sign on the door as I walk in. As soon as I walk in, I regret not checking the sign on the door, but cannot turn around to check it again. If I can find evidence that it is indeed a women's room, such as feminine hygiene products, I feel somewhat better. (The absence of urinals is apparently not sufficient evidence.) If I see a woman, I am instantly reassured. However, if the only other people are in stalls and wearing jeans and androgynous sneakers, I will fret until I actually receive confirmation that I have not indeed crashed the men's room.
2. I never scramble eggs in a bowl before frying them. I always break them straight into the pan and scramble them while they cook.
3. I do not like Velveeta or cheddar cheese. Unless it is in macaroni and cheese, in which case it's one of my favorite foods. But if you pour this exact sauce on, say, broccoli, it again counts as cheese and is nauseating. I fully admit that this makes no sense at all.
4. I have a very precise method of folding underwear. They must then be stacked in the drawer in a certain manner so that no folds show. If underwear gets messed up in the drawer, it must be removed and refolded.
5. If left alone with nothing to do for more than 10 seconds, I will read anything. If at breakfast, I will read the cereal box. If in the subway, I will read all the text of the advertisements. Standing at the kitchen counter, I'll read the supermarket circulars (with no intent to purchase, just for something to read). If in the bathroom, I'll read the back of the shampoo bottle. And finish it. And repeat.
Adding to the meme - what funny habits do I have that are strange but I haven't noticed I do?
I tag: chuckro, edgehopper, hyouneko, katertoticus, lithoglyphic.
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Ground Rules: The first player of this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yours" and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 quirky habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.
1. I have a bizarre, nagging fear that I have walked into the men's restroom. This does not apply to brand new restrooms I've never been to before - clearly I checked before I went in. It also does not apply to restrooms I am extremely familiar with, like the one in my office, where I've been there a million times. This applies only to restrooms where I have been there just enough times to not check the sign on the door as I walk in. As soon as I walk in, I regret not checking the sign on the door, but cannot turn around to check it again. If I can find evidence that it is indeed a women's room, such as feminine hygiene products, I feel somewhat better. (The absence of urinals is apparently not sufficient evidence.) If I see a woman, I am instantly reassured. However, if the only other people are in stalls and wearing jeans and androgynous sneakers, I will fret until I actually receive confirmation that I have not indeed crashed the men's room.
2. I never scramble eggs in a bowl before frying them. I always break them straight into the pan and scramble them while they cook.
3. I do not like Velveeta or cheddar cheese. Unless it is in macaroni and cheese, in which case it's one of my favorite foods. But if you pour this exact sauce on, say, broccoli, it again counts as cheese and is nauseating. I fully admit that this makes no sense at all.
4. I have a very precise method of folding underwear. They must then be stacked in the drawer in a certain manner so that no folds show. If underwear gets messed up in the drawer, it must be removed and refolded.
5. If left alone with nothing to do for more than 10 seconds, I will read anything. If at breakfast, I will read the cereal box. If in the subway, I will read all the text of the advertisements. Standing at the kitchen counter, I'll read the supermarket circulars (with no intent to purchase, just for something to read). If in the bathroom, I'll read the back of the shampoo bottle. And finish it. And repeat.
Adding to the meme - what funny habits do I have that are strange but I haven't noticed I do?
I tag: chuckro, edgehopper, hyouneko, katertoticus, lithoglyphic.
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Date: 2006-01-09 06:47 pm (UTC)From:I'm not sure what the point is of scrambling eggs before putting them in the pan--I mean, maybe for an omelet if you're anal about it being perfectly homogeneous, but for scrambled eggs? All you're doing is creating another dish that needs to be cleaned. (Yeah, yeah, I know you're supposed to crack them in a small bowl in case one's bad, but given the relative rarity of bad eggs, it's not worth the trouble and extra cleaning.)
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Date: 2006-01-10 02:14 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2006-01-09 07:29 pm (UTC)From:I doubt I've noticed any funny habits that we haven't talked about and you're already aware of. You didn't mention your tendancy to create dice towers or tin foil flowers during rpgs.
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Date: 2006-01-10 01:49 am (UTC)From:More entertaining, probably, was Michelle (my freshman roommate), Ali (freshman hallmate), and my first trip to Dillon Gym. We figured we'd go check it out. But for no particular reason, we went in the first door we noticed open (on Elm drive) rather than the main entrance, and wandering around suddenly found ourselves in a locker room (without having obviously passed through any doors or entrances)...we were trying to find our way out and fervently hoping we'd ended up in the right locker room when we came across a (fully clothed) guy and ran away! Passing through the first door we found we were suddenly in the hall outside the weight room. It was funny.
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Date: 2006-01-10 02:58 am (UTC)From:I'm not touching this one with a 40 foot pole! :)
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