Spam project 01

[constance]

To those of you who were so nice during my attack of misanthropy the other night, when I demanded that you entertain me: I am more or less back to my normal self now, am properly ashamed of my outburst, and really appreciate your humoring me.

And because I am so very grateful, I will now spam you with memery. :D

Firstly, because submarine asked and I can refuse her nothing: 8 weird/things/habits/facts about myself. See if you can guess the theme!

1. I cannot make a bed without hospital corners. I can go for days without washing dishes (though I do not necessarily recommend this for the untutored), I can work with four square inches of free space on my desk, but GOD FORBID when I put a set of sheets on my bed that they not pass the army quarter-bouncing test. I blame this weird habit entirely on my mother.


2. If I read a series of books, I must start with the first one, even if I already have the third one and know that I need not read the series in order. And then I must read all subsequent books in the series in order as well. Even if I have to wait years to do it.


3. In any given candy with assorted flavors, I must eat by the handful, one flavor at a time. And ideally I would like to make a pyramid and start at the base and work my way up, from the most plentiful flavor to the least.


4. I prefer my food not to touch on my plate. I have made progress in this particular arena, in that I will no longer refuse to eat if my asparagus and my chicken have somehow accidentally come into contact, but I do prefer non-touching food, and feel that it is a shame that more plates don't come conveniently segmented.


5. I like making things for people, but I don't like giving them out unless they're absolutely perfectly orderly, and so I have a box full of little projects that never came to anything because they're a little off, somehow. There's probably something for you, in there.


6. I. Love. Alphabetizing. I think it's a great stress relief.


7. When I cook, I have a very hard time making substitutions in a recipe. I used to think that this was because I wasn't an experienced enough cook to guess what might work instead -- but now I think it's something more related to the food-not-touching, or the candy-eating. Even now that I can guess better, play around with a recipe a little more, I don't so much like to do it. It makes me anxious; I must think it over very carefully.


8. My handwriting, as some of you can attest, is relentlessly, ridiculously tidy.

And yet. With all this, I am somehow one of those disastrous people whose houses and lives stop just this side of absolutely chaotic. Go figure!