Showing posts with label monsters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monsters. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

I Confess

  • I still think there is something under my bed. The running leap from the light switch to the bed ensures that IT will not get my feet. And I never ever let my feet outside the covers. Except when I'm drunk and hot. Then I don't give a shit.
  • Every time I fly on a plane I stare out the window obsessively, waiting to see the monster from TZ on the wing.
  • I have severe food handling issues. In fact, every time an infraction occurs, I feel as though I could reach out and hurt someone. When grocery shopping, I can't stand raw meat in the vegetable bag or bread in the cans bag. jeez people. It isn't fucking rocket science. And in that case, if you think you have the stomach flu it's more likely to be food poisoning.
  • I love smoking. I've planned a quit date, for my coming birthday this Sunday, because I know it's terrible for me. But damn. Damn. It's gonna suck.
  • I hate open cupboards, socks that don't match and dogs that bark incessantly. All very irritating.