Hi Gang, Schmoop here, and…
This post is brought to you by the letter, “Q”.
Q is for quirks. Idiosyncrasies. Oddities. Obsessive behavior, if you will.
I for one, do not have any quirks. I am perfect in my perfection. What?
This post is brought to you by the letter, “Q”.
Q is for quirks. Idiosyncrasies. Oddities. Obsessive behavior, if you will.
I for one, do not have any quirks. I am perfect in my perfection. What?
Ok…maybe I have First and foremost, I cannot stand caps on pens.
Once the cap is off and the seal broken, it MUST STAY OFF. The putting on and the taking off of pen caps, is tedious to say the least. Oh, and if you were wondering…
Matt-Man likes to cap his pens. I think he does it out of spite. Hmpf.
Next…
Once the dish washing liquid has been opened, the lid MUST STAY OPEN!! No one shall close it, and yet HE…
Wait…doesn’t this sound like the pen cap thing? No? Yes? Think I have a problem with the cap/lid thing?
Hmmmm…Must be me.
The car’s gas tank is another thing. THIS my friends is NOT a quirk. This is a disorder of the highest magnitude.
If the gas gauge gets below “half a tank”, I begin having a major whiny, hissy fit. Especially during the winter.
To me, a quarter of a tank is way below fumes. Needless to say, Matt-Man bears the brunt of this, “I need gas now!!” freak show of mine.I think I need an intervention. Shit, I know I do.
If you haven’t figured it our by now, I’m am the reason that Mahone drinks Wild Irish Rose. However…
Those are my only quirks; I mean…some of my quirks…I mean…er…anyhoo, this is where you come in.
I know I am not alone in my quirkiness, am I? Surely you have some that you are willing to share. Come on, it’s not like this blog goes out over the entire internets. It’s just me, Bethy.
Pinky Swear.
Now, ‘fess up!!
See you pretty people tomorrow.
Zoooooves!!
P.S. Only 10 days until Matty-Boy’s big announcement, and…he will also post early Friday evening about what’s going to be on Saturday’s, I’m With Stupid Blog Talk Radio Show.
18 comments:
The gas gauge thing is totally rational. I agree with it. The car runs more efficiently w/ at least a half tank of gas. I read that on the internet, so it must be true.
As for the pens? I like the kid with the little clicky thing on top so I can burn off my nervous energy. Only I can't do that during the show because my super sensitive high tech mic pics it up and Matt says "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT NOISE?" So, instead I have to clear my throat every 14 seconds.
Damn, if I had a blog I could post all my little quirks.
Jay: Ha! I will take into consideration the gas thing. Oh who am I kidding no I won't! I used to do the clicky pen thing in school, until I sent out of a few classes.
Quirks? I have too many to mention but the one that causes us the most grief is the toothpaste. I'm a squeeze from the end kind of gal while JR is a squeeze from the middle. You can see where this is problematic. So I bought 2 tubes of toothpaste. He is not allowed to touch mine. This remedy saved our marriage. Okay, maybe saved is a little out there. Let's say it restored harmony.
Michele: We're the same way, but for some reason THAT does not bother me, weird. I do have to have a particular brand though, and nothing else will do.
I've never noticed any of your alleged quirks because I am so blinded by my love for you...Well that, and I just chalked your eccentricities up to a moderate case of mental illness. Cheers Schmoop!!
Matt: Ha! Thank you...I think. Cheers.
I have to make the bed before I get in the shower, so I come back to a fairly tidy room.
ETW: Good one! I have to make sure the bed is made in order to fold laundry.
I iron my pillowcases. With starch. There, I said it out loud.
Oh, and mismatched sheets and pillowcases? Don't even go there.
By the way, I actually have a quirk which I forgot to mention. While I am a professional cigarette smoker, as yoou know, I cannot stand to see more than two butts in an ashtray and empty the ashtrays 8,000 times a day. Cheers!!
Chick: Now that's a quirk:) Oh, and never look at my bed.
Matt: I forget about that one because it's just become normal. At least you quit washing them all the time. Oh Shit...
I like to have my butt powdered.
Phfrankie: Ha! Of course you do;)
Me?? Quirks??
*packs my cigarettes before opening them*
What??
Dana: One of the worst sounds in the world! Of course, I'm almost immune to it now, almost.
Wow, where to begin? My friends don't call me OCDena for nothing.
Can't tolerate crooked hanging pictures. I like stuff grouped in threes. I have my own tube of toothpaste which I roll from the bottom.
We play a game where my husband moves ONE THING in a room, and I can tell him what it was.
Oddly, though, I am unaffected by other people's homes, crooked pictures, groupings, or the condition of their toothpaste tube.
PS. The "big announcement" thing is killing me!
Rat: Ha! OCDena!! Those are just "quirks" honey, not full on disorders! On the big announcement, you won't have to wait to much longer;)
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