5 Weird Habits about Myself
Frankie didn’t tag me explicitly, but how could I resist? Finding 5 weird habits is like shooting five very large fish in a very small barrel.
Every morning at 5:52 I wake up to the sound of “Wake Up Boo” by the Boo Radleys blaring on my CD player alarm. I hit the snooze button exactly once, and then get up to begin my day in earnest at 7:00.
Once I’m up, I’m so pleasant, cheerful and affectionate that I often want to strangle myself.
I have been wearing the same $15 Timex watch since 1986.
I try to write at least one haiku each morning on the way into work. I almost never write on the way home.
I never leave the house without kissing my wife and telling her that I love her. Pretty twisted, eh?
Frankie didn’t tag me explicitly, but how could I resist? Finding 5 weird habits is like shooting five very large fish in a very small barrel.
Every morning at 5:52 I wake up to the sound of “Wake Up Boo” by the Boo Radleys blaring on my CD player alarm. I hit the snooze button exactly once, and then get up to begin my day in earnest at 7:00.
Once I’m up, I’m so pleasant, cheerful and affectionate that I often want to strangle myself.
I have been wearing the same $15 Timex watch since 1986.
I try to write at least one haiku each morning on the way into work. I almost never write on the way home.
I never leave the house without kissing my wife and telling her that I love her. Pretty twisted, eh?
posted by extraspecialbitter at 9:49 AM
8 Comments:
Very twisted :-)
You sound like such a warm, loving man. We need more of your kind.
And as for the twisted part? I disagree. I think you're more grounded than twisted. Possibly a genuine mimic of man.
Oh, and I was 3 years old when you started wearing that watch. Funny how time flies.
frankie - thankfully I'm already in therapy.
colonialave - I've managed to inherit genes from the two polar opposites of the latino spectrum: I have my mother's optimism and warmth, and my father's stoicism and moroseness. It makes me... whatever it is I am.
My eldest daughter was also 3 when I bought this watch. Suddenly I feel very, very old...
If it's any consolation at all... I was 9.
I've many habits, some old and some new.
The Extra Special Bitter den of antiquity is one of the newest, one of the most refreshing ... and certainly one of the nicest!
If you are very, very old, gulp, so am I. So stop that! :)
my dad was given a seiko mini clock--it's shaped like a very long, small pyramid (uh, whatever that shape is geometrically, officially, i do not know)--in, i'd estimate, 1982, by a close friend temporarily in the U.S. from Japan. the clock worked until, i'd estimate, 1997. i still have it. i'm afraid to get rid of it. like, if it goes, then time to...to...well, why don't you replace your watch? i'm sure you understand.
(and i don't want to hear anything about batteries. that's too explanatory. i'm into myths these days.)
i like this post. thanks.
mcbickle - maybe I'm afraid that if this watch stops then all life as I now know it will stop as well, or that in a parallel universe somewhere the planets will reverse their orbits, or that Johnny Damon will sign with the Yankees.
i just spent way too long joyously clicking on the right side of the screen to see stars burst while trying to think of what might happen if i got rid of the clock.
maybe the city would grind to a halt...oh, wait, that just happened. hm. i'm going to have to consider this one carefully.
perhaps my inner workings would sproing? what does that even mean?
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