What are your quirks?
 

• Whenever I have a prescription bottle of narcotic pain meds, I always store the bottle upside down. I take a lot of medications every day and those bottles are never upside down. Yet the vicodin / percoset must always be upside down. Even empty bottles - must be upside down.
• Whenever I walk in the house after being out for say 4 hours or more, I have to change clothes. Immediately. I let the dog out and then go change.
• After changing my clothes, I have to light something as soon as possible - either incense or a candle. It's like a ritual I have going or something. I don't feel comfortable until my clothes are changed and something is burning.
• I make my bed at night before going to bed. Otherwise, it stays messy all day unless I'm having company. But I have to have it perfect when getting in at night.

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I have a habit of chewing on things that have no business in my mouth.

I lose all self control if there are appetizers on the table.

Speaking of food, when I eat, I always have to have some food in my mouth. I add more before I swallow it all. I like to mix things in there.

I am always naked if I can help it or if I think I won't be arrested.

When I have different types of food on my plate, I always leave enough of everything for one last mouthful. I don't like to have one food overpower the taste of other foods, so I eat them all together at the end.

Clothes must hang facing right with the hanger hook facing away from me. Always.

Right shoe goes on first. Always.

I feel dirty when I have my street clothes on at home. I have clothes I wear only at home.

Nobody sits on my unmade bed in anything other than underwear or with bare ass.

Probably more, but that's all I can think of at the moment.

I can never bend pipe or have wire at anything other than a 90 degree bend.
I baby talk to my fiance, even during serious discussions.
I have to hold a pillow over half my head and remove it a half hour later in order to sleep properly.
I have to shower coming into the house (most times) when I have left the house.
My food can never mix and I hate it when it touches!!!

Mine are to the left, but hanger hook away from me too.

What if the person is a dude?

- When I microwave things, I don't enter a round number. 51 seconds... 37 seconds...etc.

- I can't sleep without socks on.

- Like Logan, my hanger hooks have to be facing away from me. I like my clothes to face left, though.

- I turn two cigarettes in the pack upside down, and smoke them last.

- I love to go dancing at clubs...but I hate dancing with other people (unless we're slow dancing or doing something with actual steps. no grinding, please.) Anytime someone tries, I spin away almost immediately.

- Anytime I hear "American Pie," I have to listen to the entire thing. I've been late to work because of this. And annoyed the hell out of friends.


Yeah, there are definitely more. Turns out, I'm a pretty weird person.

If I see a twisted bra strap, I have to fight myself not to reach out and correct it.

WHY IS THERE A SHOWER COMING INTO YOUR HOUSE!? Just yell out it, spank it with a newspaper and tell it NO! It should stop coming in the house when you have left the house.

I thought I was the only one in the world that did this. I always tell people, "One is for good luck, one is for a good fuck".

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I have alot of quirks about sleeping. For me to really get good sleep I need to be:

1) Naked. I can't really sleep if I have clothes on unless I am drunk.

2) I have to have something to hug and have something in between knees (also my ankles). Usually, I have a body pillow that I wrap around. I wrap my feet in the covers to keep them from touching.

3) I can only fall asleep on my right side, I may end up on it during the night, but I have to start on the right. I also roll back and forth (pillow and all) during the night.

4) I have to have a fan or something going. Even in the winter, I have a fan running in my room.

5) No doors/cabinets/drawers can be open in the room I'm sleeping in.

6) I can not sleep and spoon. I can spoon or sleep, not both.

I can't sleep with nothing more and nothing less than an oversized tshirt / nightshirt. My ceiling fans are on year round. And no matter what the season is, I sleep with a lot of blankets. I like the weight on me. And I like my house cold. I can't sleep or just relax if it's hot. In the summer, my thermostat is on 70-72. If I could afford to have it lower, I would.

I always have to sit where I can see the door, whether it be at home, a restaurant, or any public space.

I want it cold. My furnace is usually 63-65* in the winter, and the A/C is usually 69* in the summer.

I like my drinks in large quantities. When I get a glass of water for dinner, I usually put it in a 32oz mason jar (and will drink more than one). If I pour a beer, I usually pour 2-3 at a time into a frozen mug. When I drink anything, if it's less than a 24-32oz quantity, I feel like I'm being slighted.

I can't only do one thing at a time. If I'm eating, I'm also either watching TV or reading. If I'm watching TV, I need a book, magazine, or my laptop. Even when online I take periodic breaks to read, or eat, or converse with someone.

I probably have 300k+ posts on message boards over the last 6-7 years. Almost none of them have blatant spelling errors, or grammatical errors. I will edit my posts if I find either. Run on sentences are the exception, I've been yelled at for them since Freshman year in High School.

You totally just made that up right now didn't you?

Been saying that for years.

I also chew on things that should be chew on. I basically use my mouth as a third hand. I have been holding my keys in my mouth and thought to myself, where are my keys? The only thing I won't hold in my mouth is something obviously dirty or dangerous. It drives my husband nuts.

I can't look at the points of things. The worst are forks. If a fork is pointed at me tines up at a restaurant, I'll move it or ask someone to move it for me so the tines are down or not pointed directly at me.

I don't like to shower first thing in the morning or last thing at night like most people. I would rather shower at 2 pm right after work or 9 am before running errands.

When I go out, I prefer my head to be covered. It doesn't have to be fully covered so I use hats, scarves, headbands to cover it.

Definitely not made up. Good luck, good fuck. If someone's bumming a cig from me, I'll happily give them the second-to-last (the good luck one.) But NO ONE ELSE gets the last one.


I also sleep with a body pillow. Can't sleep without something between my knees... and I ABSOLUTELY cannot sleep with the closet doors open. I blame this on reading Cujo in the 4th grade.



Let's see...what else?

-- When I drive through a yellow light, I kiss my hand and touch the ceiling.

-- When I'm doing a shot, either as we're clinking glasses, or directly after, eye contact must be made with everyone I'm drinking with. Not as easy as it sounds.

-- I make a wish at 11:11, even though I know it's completely silly and asinine.

-- I don't eat meat. Apparently, that's pretty quirky.

-- I count my steps, and half the time, I don't even realize I'm doing it. It doesn't matter what the end number is, or anything like that...it's just something I do.

-- All of my clocks are eleven to thirteen minutes fast. The original idea was to fool myself into being on time... but since I KNOW they're fast, it kind of defeats the purpose. I have to stop myself from subtracting minutes when a clock is actually right.

-- My cds and dvds are in alphabetical order. It's partly organizational, partly amusement at what ends up next to each other.

I don't have any quirks. I suppose, given this thread, that's pretty quirky.

Thought of a few more.

I can't fall asleep if I am not covered with a blanket up to my neck. There's a weird feel of anxiety if I am covered anywhere below.

I also cannot fall asleep when I am not facing away from the wall. My reasoning for this is that when I am facing the wall, my back is turned to the emptiness of the room, leaving me exposed. If I do fall asleep like that, 99% of the time I wake up from one of those dreams where you trip and fall into nothing.

When I am in the car and the music is playing, I move a part of my body to the beat. I can't otherwise. If I am at a red light, I stomp my foot. If I am driving it's either my right hand tapping away at the shifter or my lower jaw is tapping away at the upper. I've had a sore jaw from long trips due to tapping away at the beat.

I'm better at it now, but up until recently, I would avoid gaps in tiles and would time my steps to only hit whole surfaces.

If I have a stack of identical items (DVDs, CDs, papers), the edges have to match and all of them have to face the same direction.

If something is crooked or a bed cover corner is turned up, I can't rest until I fix it.

I have a going to sleep ritual, first I have to lay on my back, then on my left side, then on my right side..spooning Dave, I cannot fall asleep if I skip a step. I cannot fall asleep on my left, for some reason my brain is REALLY active when I lay that way

In order to sleep, I absolutely have to spend, at least part of the night, with my left leg propped on a pillow in semi-fetal position; otherwise, I get restless leg syndrome in my left leg for hours...

I can't sleep without a fan on, preferably a Honeywell Tornado desk fan. Some other white noise will do, but it can't be something loud or bright like a TV.

I attribute it to living near highways all my life, and always hearing something off in the distance. The silence of living out in the country is painful to me.

ROTFLMAO!!

I'm not crazy, now I know. Unless of course, LoganSnake is crazy then, well, were both crazy.

- I sleep with no sheets on my bed.

- I roll my t-shirts and put them in a drawer; I find it works better than folding.

- I lift my toes when I drive past openings in the curb (driveways, streets, etc).

- When I eat a burger and fries I always eat 50% of my fries, take three bites (or less), of my burger, and finish my fries before I can touch my burger again.

- I have an order of importance involving coffee mugs and their usage.

I chew pens
I write as if English wasnt my first language often (but it is fact the only language I can speak)
When I am walking at night and feel threatened I wrap my car keys around my fist and it makes me feel better
when I play any racquet sport I tap the back wall/fence twice at every change of ends
When I play in goal I slap the crossbar a couple of times at the kick off of the first and second half

I can only shower before bed, not when I get up in the morning.

I can't stand the shades or curtains drawn during the day time.

If people's family/living room are in the basement (even a finished basement like mine) I don't stay for longer than an hour. Below ground level makes me paranoid and feel trapped.

I never wear shoes in the house....ever

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I almost forgot....I can't eat pizza whole, I must pick off and eat the toppings first and then the crust.

I can only wear headphones over one ear.

I always have to light a cigarette when I get into the car.

When riding in vehicles, I keep a drum beat going with the center lines in the road and I get mad when the reflectors after every other line are missing because it throws off the beat.

Me either, socks come off as well.

I like sandwiches with chips on them.

I have to sleep naked.

I will have to think of more.

You lost me.

I'm not sure about quirks. I have a few things that are habitual, but if it doesn't happen, I don't sweat it.

I typically fall asleep on my left side, but that's because my wife sleeps to my right and I get hot and roll that way. If we stay in a hotel and go to opposite sides of the bed than at home, I sleep however suits me. I have slept fully clothed, in underwear and naked. Doesn't really matter, but I usually sleep in underwear because our dogs sleep with us and I don't want them discovering a play toy. No sir! :eek:

My OCD was gone by the time I was a teen, so all those typical OCD things don't exist. I can pop one finger and not pop the other, I can leave water on the counter or eat a sandwich with filthy hands.

I guess I have one unexplainable quirk that I can think of. I'm afraid of heights, but I have to be pretty high up first. The wind makes it much, much worse. If I looked over the edge of a 3rd floor roof, I would probably be in controlled fight-or-flight mode.

I have a hard time in pools, but that's because I nearly drowned in one as a teen. I've worked through most of that fear.

I'm all about validation by association. Ex: I use TFP as an example of why I'm not such a bad guy after all.

~ I dance while I eat.
~ I spray my bedding with perfume before i go to sleep at night.
~ I wear the same pair of jeans for a good week before changing into another pair. (Unless they get really dirty.)
~ I sit in any chair with my right foot under my left leg.
~ Apparently, I'm very random from what I'm told by everybody who knows me.
~ "American Food" is completely new to me. (I grew up on Filipino food even though I haved lived in the US for most of my life.)
~ I hang out at the graveyard with my best friend so we can talk with tombstones of people we have never met.
~ I have been near death twice and died once.
~ I'm psychic... or intuitive. And my "powers" come out at random moments. I can't control when I'm able to sense something. :C

Love chips on my sandwiches...and I love sandwiches :)

I also sleep nekkid even when I am not sharing my bed with anyone. An ex from a very long time ago got me in this habit and now it feel weird any other way.

When eating M&M type candies (Skittles, Reese Pieces, etc.) I divide them up by color and arrange said groups alphabetized by name of color. (Blue, Brown, Green, Orange...). Then I have to even them up. If there are 3 blues, 4 browns 7 greens and 5 oranges, I have to eat 1 brown, 4 greens and 2 oranges until they are all in equal amounts. Then I eat them one by one alphabetically.

If I eat french fries, they have to be on the plate parallel to each other.

I will not pour the syrup on pancakes, but will have it in a saucer/bowl and dip bites of PC in it.

I will NOT step on a crack even though I know it will not break my mother's back.

I count my steps going up stairs, but not going down.

Markers, colored pencils, crayons, etc. all have to be organized by ROY G BIV (Br, Bl). If it's one of those BIG boxes, I have to take time to arrange by shades going lightest at the top down to the darkest.

Will go out of my way to close a filing cabinet, desk drawer, door etc. in an office. Even if it's not mine. At this moment I know my co-worker's filing cabinet is open, because it always is. I will go close it after hitting "submit reply."



There are more, I'm sure. I'm whacked.

Now I have a filing cabinet to close....

I cannot sleep without knickers and socks on. pretty sexy!

I like to count the streetlights on long car journeys.. I cannot help myself it's like a tick

I love to pop other peoples' spots/blackheads

I am 28 and still collect hello kitty toys and things though I hide them when people come over.

...what a catch! :)

I brush my teeth once after waking up, once after eating breakfast, once before leaving the house in the morning, and once before bed (never had a cavity).

Ha! That reminds me. I slap a layer of fries on my burger, squeeze off some ketchup on them, then eat the massive burger, with fries.

I cut all the sides off my steak before I’ll eat it........I HATE HATE HATE when ppl put shoes on my bed.......When I play foosball I have to tap the ball twice on the table before I can put it into play

When I am really thinking hard about something, trying to figure something out, or extremely focused mentally, I wll start to whistle odd little scraps of tunes out of the blue.

:surprised:

Ah, finally got one.

If I see a tie, or wallpaper, or a rug, or any textile with a pattern in it, I need to figure out just where the pattern repeats. I'm aided in this by my ability to cross my eyes and superimpose two images, and I can focus on both of them at the same time.

u guyz r freeks. :o

This one's embarrassing. But what do I care. None of you know me lol.

Whenever I've been on the computer for a while and / or I'm bloated, I'll catch myself sitting back like Al Bundy, with my hand tucked in my pants.

It's comfortable, OK????? lol

http://www.nerve.com/CS/blogs/therem...2/Al_Bundy.jpg

If I'm home alone or I have just one friend over and beer is being consumed, I use a straw. It just seems to go down so much nicer that way. And I have a hard time consuming cold beverages without straws due to some sensitive front teefs. So yay straws.

Oh Jesus Fuck...

Well, as I explain in my OCD thread... I have a lot. I won't get into all of them.


I have about four bars I am a regular at. I have my seat in all of them. It's not that I have to sit in the same side of the bar or in a certain section. I have a stool that is mine. At the end of the bar. The last one next to the server's station. And if someone is in that seat, I will ask them to move... or a staff member will.

I can't cook barefoot. Not even just socks. And I can't cook in my PJs. I have to be wearing actual clothes and shoes.

Everything has to be done in even numbers. Don't question me. Just do it. When I was waiting tables I couldn't wait on odd numbered groups. My managers hated me. If an odd number of people order water, everyone gets water. And for the love of God, don't order an odd number of toppings on your pizza. I'm gonna add extra cheese.

I have to have something in all of my pants pockets. I carry two wallets, one in each back pocket. Keys in my left pocket. Cell phone in my right. And a small lighter in the little pocket on the right side.


I'll admit more later... Gotta run.

If I'm cooking eggs, I take them out of the carton from opposite ends, opposite sides.
I put 7 rubs of deodorant under each arm. Never 6 or 8.
When I shower, I always wash my hair first, then my face, then my body, then shave my legs, in that order. Top down.
I eat sandwiches around the edges, so at the end the last bite looks like a Scotty dog.

Well, I kind of always have to have everything with me. Often times I'll have a backpack with my cell phone charger, MP3 player, charger for that, sometimes a Nintendo DS and a charger for that.
When it gets colder my leather jacket holds all of these things without any visible bulges or lumps, which is why I have developed an unnatural need to have the jacket on when I can wear it. My friends have to ask me to take it off more than once if I'm sitting with them at their place, otherwise I just naturally keep it on. They don't get it, they feel like I'm always ready to do, which in a sense I am. If I wanted to/could get a gun permit/CCW, I'd have custom work done on this jacket to allow it to holster a weapon.

So I think while people could mug me and take my wallet, phone, electronics without a word from me, I'd probably try and run, or fight them if they were to lay their hands on this jacket. That's how attached I am.

Funny to see just how many of these involve eating or sleeping...

I'm with Redlemon on seeing patterns in things. I never thought of this as a quirk until I read his comment.

I'm with Borla on the large beverage thing. If I have a smaller glass, I'll just end up refilling it several times during a meal. Also with the cold. I'm always comfortable when everyone else is cold. Or I'm overheating when everyone else is just fine.

Misuse of the apostrophe drives me batshit insane.

I almost never sleep under the covers. Mrs. Coaster can always tell when I'm coming down with a cold, that's when I sleep under the covers.

Often, but not always, I'll eat a little over half of a burger the normal way, then I'll take off the top bun, eat it, then the next thing, eat it, repeat until I'm down to the bottom bun.

I must track you down and get a picture of this!

lol no

I caught myself doing it the other day while laying down on the couch. I was laying on my side and all mushed up under a blanket when I realized I had Bundy hand.

Please enjoy the song It's Its by Power Salad.

I can't sleep with the closet door open.

That's where the wild things are...

I prefer symmetry and straight lines. If there are things on a table, I will (without even really thinking about it) straighten them so they all run parallel to each other, or at least form straight lines of some kind- and always so their straight lines are relative in some way to lines or edges of the surface they're on. I am not, however, a person who demands everything always be put away properly, "in its place", etc. It just gets adjusted wherever it is, if it's askew.

I always sleep with a comforter only, no sheet. I always have a fan going overhead (or blowing on me somehow) and then I curl up into the comforter. We're not talking a dead-of-winter super thick comforter, just a normal one.

I gotta have it cool in the apartment. Currently, I have it set to 70.

I can't sleep clothed. If I have to, I don't sleep well. I fidget all night.

If I crack a knuckle, I will complete cracking all the rest. Again, not a conscious demand, it just happens, but it always happens.

The second I get home, or anywhere else it's feasible, I take off my shoes and socks. I really can't relax in any way with shoes/socks on.

I absolutely cannot cannot cannot be wearing socks without also having shoes on over them. The feeling drives me nuts.

My bedroom door must be closed and locked while I'm asleep.

If I lay down in bed on my stomach, I will never fall asleep. If I start on my back and never turn over, I will never fall asleep. I have to start on my back until I'm "ready" to fall asleep (whatever that feeling/trigger is), and then turn over onto my stomach, and then I fall asleep right away.

I have so many that most of them are normal to me, not "quirky". That said:
When I leave the house and lock the door behind me, I have to try the door three times and say "1,2,3" to be sure it's locked. I've argued this point with myself while driving away-- "You SAID three. You're done. Go to work." If someone else is with me, I try to let them lock the door instead so that I don't have to test it out. I trust the other person.
The flour goes in the fridge. (This nearly broke ratbastid once.)
When I'm stressed, I need someone to put a hand on me- preferably the back of my neck. When I'm at work, I'll have a coworker that I'm comfortable with put her hand right on top of my head.

Go with the base of the neck, that's where a significant number of the nerves of the parasympathetic nervous system exit the spinal cord.

I walk away. Simply walk away from situations, people, anything.

I might find you later or you might find me, but it is unlikely you would undestand. I would probably begin to cry and walk away again.

I cant explain it. Sometimes I just cant speak.

OK, so I'm not OCD'sh at all and I thought this is better here than in the trends thread.

I am annoyed like hell by the writing style first envisioned by roachboy. It began with only him, then sooner than later squeeeb picked it up then now Cynthetiq.

CAPITALIZE YOUR DAMNED LETTERS PLEASE!
Thankyou.

I have more? Whoever would've thought?


-- I have Radio ADD. With a few exceptions, I never listen to an entire song on the radio. I also have the buttons set so I can hit every station on the dial within 4 clicks (well, except the gospel, news, and rap stations.) I have to conciously think about NOT changing the station when someone's in the car with me, since it seems to drive other people crazy.

-- Anytime I use a straw, I immediately tie the wrapper in a knot.

-- I think I've mentioned this one, but every time I get in an elevator, I imagine what would happen if it got stuck, and play out the different scenarios in my head.

-- I make up silly songs and sing them to my dogs.

-- I'm pretty much constantly singing. At work, in the shower, in the car, in the grocery store. One of my managers refers to me as "The Human Jukebox."

-- I always have to have at least one hair tie around my right wrist, though I prefer two. No real reason, other than it just feels weird and wrong if I don't.

This is why I'm moving us to Iowa so we can be wives. You can sing songs to the puppies and I will sing songs to the kitties.

If I'm wearing a long sleeved shirt, I will always shove the cuffs up to just below my elbow.
-And redlemon! That's the exact spot. Base of the neck. It calms me right down and makes life better.

FUCK YEAH! This dude is my new hero!

I'm not a real grammar nazi about many things, but the goddamn apostrophe... :shakehead:

I have this on the door to my office... http://adland.tv/files/bob-the-angry-flower.gif

Your welcome. :devious:

And I didn't even have to follow the link to know what comic you had linked. :thumbsup:

At restaurants, I like to sit against the wall. I don't like people behind me. It isn't anything I HAVE to do, but if I can, I will.

I always chew food on the left side of my mouth.

First thing when I get up, even if I did the night before, I have to take a shower.

I rip all the foil out of my cigarettes and bend the back corners in so they never get caught on the lid.

I'm a language nazi (thanks to my mom). I can't stand words being used incorrectly, and will point them out to people. I probably do this too much.

I put pepper on almost everything.

I hate ice in my drink if the drink is cold before adding ice.

T-shirt tags sticking out must be tucked back in!

I CAN'T watch a movie or TV show or read a book without reading a the plot summary in the back of the book/box or in program info it if happens to be a tv show. I don't know why I have to know the basic plot beforehand because I've found that I actually enjoy TV shows more if I don't read the description.

When I go to see a musical for the first time, I don't even open the program. I don't even want to know the NAMES of the songs. I want everything to be a surprise.

I'm not really sure. Everything I do seems perfectly normal to me. Lucifer might have a different take on that.

Oh I have many.

I can not sleep if I havn't brushed my teeth.
I brush my hair obsessivly. I have to brush my hair before I leave the house, after I get home, Before i get in the shower, after I get out....
I have a specific shower routine. I get in, I wet my body and my hair, then i shampoo, conditioner, shave, face creme, one last rinse, out I go.
There are three odd colored tiles in my parents kitchen and I can't stop on them or on the horozontal line they are attatched to.
I always look at the roof while I'm brushing my teeth.
My hangers have to have the hook facing left, like a question mark, and must be away from me.
I can't fill something half full, even if I only want half a glass of juice, I have to pu a full cup, or get a smaller cup.


Im sure there is more.

Here's another: I can't stand seeing pictures hanging crooked on a wall.

I'll straighten any I see - no matter where they might be....as in: Dr. offices, my bosses office, my dentist's office or any other place that I can get my hands on 'em!

Also, I don't like eating in a large group of people, (esp. where everyone orders different items) such as at a business meeting.

While at home chilling on the couch or on the computer, I must have a blanket on me. Even if I have company. I have one for the living room and one for the office. I guess it's a security thing? Nah - just a comfort thing prolly. I can never have too many blankets. I adore them.

I check locks. I always feel like I forgot to lock them.
I wash my hands a lot.
I hate touching trash.
I prefer being naked but I don't get a ton of naked time.
If I start to clean something, I have to do it right. I usually can't half ass when it comes to cleaning.
When I organize money, I like for all the bills to face the same way.
I hate public bathrooms. I don't get how people can have sex in them.

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I have a ridiculous fear of falling. Every time I'm in an elevator that goes higher than a couple floors, I think about whether I would live or die should the elevator malfunction and plummet to the bottom.

I'm supposed to go on an airplane for the first time soon and I'm not sure I will be able to convince myself to get on board.

*i twitch a lot. just in the face. usually a quick snap and snap-back of my head. dunno why. also make a sneezing sound in the back of my mouth, like i'm smoking weed or something. don't know what started this.
*i'm ALWAYS pacing and it makes my co-workers really nervous, though I think they should be used to it. i cannot sit still at all, so if i'm forced to sit, i'm usually tapping my fingers, looking around, and bouncing my knee.
*i can't sleep worth a damn on a mattress, but on a couch i am fucking princely. need a small sleeping area or i'll be up all day.
*obsessive cuticle trimmer.

I started the same twitching about a year ago. It's far from any sort of medical condition like Tourrettes, as I'm aware of it. And after I do a twitch, I feel better - like a slight release of stress or something. For me, it's usually with my upper lip, like I'm making a look of hatred. Hard to explain but I know where you're coming from.

And my couch is more comfortable than my bed. I understand that too lol.

haha.. i'm thinking i have PTSD but it's not that bigga deal.. not enough to pay a psyche or see a doctor..

i know right? i just love burrowing into the space between the back and butt cushions..

I'm starting to wake up with backaches when I sleep in my bed. Since it's just me, I do pass out on the couch quite often before making it to the bedroom for the night. I wish my bed was comfy, so I didn't wake up on the couch feeling like a frat boy after a night of partying or something lol. But my couch is a very squishy, oversized piece. Wonderfully comfy!

*makes look of hatred real quick*

lol