I have a boyfriend and recently learned he is a ninja with incredible skill. I think that is awesome and I am very proud of him so I tell everyone I know but not a single one of them believes me. I wonder why…..
Every year I chose one month to pretend that I am trapped in my house by an evil sorcerer. I move everything to the garage and cover all my windows. And I buy loads of dried fruit and beef jerky since that’s what evil sorcerors like to feed their hostages.
Conclusive study has shown that desserts are the easiest foods in which to conceal poison. In order to protect my loved ones, I insist on testing each such suspicious food item.
Since I was a young girl I have loved to pretend the ceiling is the floor and figure out how I would work with the limitations presented. Where would I put the furniture? How could I protect my cats from the ceiling fan? I don’t allow the laws of gravity to interfere with my planning!
Sometimes when I’m writing, words from other languages that I’ve studied substitute themselves for the words I need and I have to translate back to English when I’m editing.
When I’m hungry and nothing looks appetizing I pretend to be a tiger and arrange my plate to resemble a freshly caught prey animal. I dig in without using my hands and viciously enjoy my meal.
When I hear music I can’t keep myself from dancing. If you see me walking around with headphones on they are probably not playing anything–they are simply allowing me to walk straight by blocking out the music outside.
I hate wet shoes but I don’t mind wet feet. When it’s raining I hide my shoes under my jacket, roll up my pant legs, and walk barefoot wherever I need to be.
What if sharing our unique quirks and connecting with others who appreciate them is the key to unlock joy, love, acceptance, and success in life?
I will only eat at restaurants when it’s raining and will only eat at home when it’s not.
I have a boyfriend and recently learned he is a ninja with incredible skill. I think that is awesome and I am very proud of him so I tell everyone I know but not a single one of them believes me. I wonder why…..
I’m positively perfect and precious except for my pretty plain personality.
Every year I chose one month to pretend that I am trapped in my house by an evil sorcerer. I move everything to the garage and cover all my windows. And I buy loads of dried fruit and beef jerky since that’s what evil sorcerors like to feed their hostages.
Sometimes when I am cuddling my cat I feel the urge to sniff him. My cat smells amazing!!!
On Tuesdays I go around sniffing peoples wrists and then tell them what they smell like. Only on Tuesdays.
I always have to have BBQ chips with a meal. When I go out to restaurants, I always bring a bag in my purse.
Conclusive study has shown that desserts are the easiest foods in which to conceal poison. In order to protect my loved ones, I insist on testing each such suspicious food item.
Since I was a young girl I have loved to pretend the ceiling is the floor and figure out how I would work with the limitations presented. Where would I put the furniture? How could I protect my cats from the ceiling fan? I don’t allow the laws of gravity to interfere with my planning!
Sometimes when I’m writing, words from other languages that I’ve studied substitute themselves for the words I need and I have to translate back to English when I’m editing.
I FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT CAPSLOCK AND CURSING. BOTH CAN BE USED FOR EMPHASIS BUT LOSE IMPACT WHEN OVERUSED.
When I’m hungry and nothing looks appetizing I pretend to be a tiger and arrange my plate to resemble a freshly caught prey animal. I dig in without using my hands and viciously enjoy my meal.
I wish I had a siamese twin so that I would always have someone who understands my thought process to bounce ideas off of.
I don’t feel like a styrofoam cup is really mine unless my name is on it. I carry a sharpie for this purpose.
I only use pencils that are either fresh out of the box or sharpened down to stubs of two inches or less.
When I hear music I can’t keep myself from dancing. If you see me walking around with headphones on they are probably not playing anything–they are simply allowing me to walk straight by blocking out the music outside.
If a shirt contains less than three distinct colors I won’t wear it..
I hate wet shoes but I don’t mind wet feet. When it’s raining I hide my shoes under my jacket, roll up my pant legs, and walk barefoot wherever I need to be.
If my animals like a person, I tend to find that I like them too.