Monday, September 26, 2011
things that i enjoy, but maybe shouldn't.
because it reinforces my OCD - as in Organizing & Cleaning Disorder
The Art of Clean Up by Ursus Wehrli
editing itunes genres - indie? indie folk? indie folk-rock? aarrrgh!
making to do lists then never looking at them again
because it makes people look at me funny
using my rear-view mirror to watch people in the car behind me
categorizing butts - flat, vpl, side, shelf, concave a.k.a butt amputee
watching every episode of criminal minds - no, i'm not looking for ideas, i swear!
dancing in supermarket aisles - if only they wouldn't insist on playing those 80s hits..
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
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Tuesday, September 20, 2011
stats needed on npr induced road rage.
yesterday's commute
yellow truck with a bed full of watermelons
white van with "we are each other" spray painted on the back doors
all in all much more peaceful than..
this am's commute
this story about rick perry's funding cuts for women's healthcare in texas and the "war on birth control" made me want to crash my car into the hideous chevy hhr in the next lane, which prompted the question: is there a point where changing lanes too much leads so much sideways driving that i make zero forward progress?! maybe this should be added to my unreasonable anxiety list. or maybe i should give up listening to news while driving..
Monday, September 19, 2011
things that shouldn't give me anxiety, but do.
as inspired by Caragh Poh
juice
does it have pulp? die. as in - i'm afraid the pulp will get caught in my throat and i will choke. juice boxes? waxy outside coating = terrible inside waxy tasting. also jabbing the straw in through that tiny hole seems like a violation.
refrigerator smell
once it begins it can't be stopped, like the smelly car episode of seinfeld
stairs and railings
not to be trusted. that glass railing on the upstairs floor of the mall - don't even get me started.
unfamiliar bed linens
also, not to be trusted. i don't care if i've known you my whole life, am related to you, or you are a professional cleaning person - i will inspect that pillowcase
the freeway median
i know that i will crash into it some day. possibly today. possibly on purpose just to see what would happen to my car.
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