Thursday, July 4, 2013

30 Day Challenge - Day 1, Weird Things You Do When Alone #415

Slightly irrelevant picture but yet slightly relevant.
Yesterday I said I was going to do this 30 Challenge that Katherine started doing because she saw it here. Well, here goes. And, thanks Katherine!
Day 1, Weird Things You Do When Alone
I. can't. even. I'm constantly by myself so I think I'm slightly desensitized to all the weird things I do. I'll just list a few things and you can be the judge, feedback is welcome so I can work on transitioning out of being a weirdo.

1. I watch the Kardashians. A lot. Like a lot, a lot. And I like it. A lot. Sigh.
2. I rap out loud to songs. And, if I get one word wrong, or hit the mark 'off beat' I'll start the whole song again.
3. I also do this with normal songs. But the restarting process doesn't happen as much.
4. OH WAIT. This is something weird. I got told in forth form if I didn't stop it I'd end up psychologically inferior (thanks English teacher circa 2003). I have this thing that when I'm walking I imagine invisible lines that come out of points on objects (buildings, cars, bollards, trees), and I can't step on them. That probably sounds hard to understand but you know the game 'step on a crack marry a rat' from when you were like 5yrs old? Yeah well it's like a way more intense version of that. That I play by myself. OH THE SHAME. 
5. OH NO. And another one. So when I'm a passenger in a car I look out the window and imagine a giant matchstick tumbling over and over between the road markers on the side of the road. And sometimes, in my mind, it speeds up too fast and hits a road marker and the matchstick breaks. But that's ok because, in my mind, there's and infinite supply of matchsticks. I. SOUND. CRAZY.
6. I revisit places.
7. I pray. Don't know who to. But I do.
8. I dance in front the mirror, hardcore. Note: still shit at dancing.
9. I watch Marie Forleo videos. Because she's hilarious & we have the same sense of humor.

That's enough weirdness.

Morgs

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