10 things I do that don't make any sense
Mar. 8th, 2005 03:52 pm(1) Procrastinate. Why? My life is so much better when I do things in a sensible order, but for some reason I do the most urgent things last. I know this is silly, and as a rational person I shouldn't, but it keeps happening.
It applies to going places too. If I can arrive at ten past for everything, why can't I arrive at five to? But it just doesn't work.
(2) If adjusting one sock for ruckedness, I immediately have to do the other one too. It's like a compulsion. Not as much as when I was younger, but the urge is still there. I have to click clicky pens too, and always like to have something in my hands. I guess like an incredably slight version of being an obsessive compulsive or a smoker...
(3) When hurrying, or to some extent travelling in general, I prefer doing something, even if it's in fact slower. I'm more likely to walk than wait for a late bus, even if the bus is likely to be quicker. I'll prefer a different route to normal, feeling that *one* must be a shortcut. I'll prefer to make a turning sooner than later, even when there's the same number.
(4) The more important a random event, the more preparation put into it, even though I know it doesn't make any difference. And I say things like "It's the universe's way of telling you not to foo" when I don't really believe that.
(5) Tell jokes no-one'll get. Which doesn't make any sense in two way: both that the jokes don't, and it's not clear why I feel I have to tell jokes that I know will produce blank looks or physical attacks, or at very best, groans.
(6) Be happy when I have an option of social interaction, (even if I don't bother).
(7) Be often shyer with people (of both sexes) who look sweet or quiet or forbidding then people who look good-looking or confident or friendly.
(8) Abhor grammatical mistakes whilst being almost entirely indifferent to spelling mistakes.
(9) Enjoy programming.
(10) Always be able to think of all but one of any list, whether it's "forms of the trinity" or "elements lighter than chlorine" or "things I do that don't make any sense."
Of course, these seem to apply to almost everyone else too, if some more than others. Apparently I'm not as uniquely insane as I thought.
It applies to going places too. If I can arrive at ten past for everything, why can't I arrive at five to? But it just doesn't work.
(2) If adjusting one sock for ruckedness, I immediately have to do the other one too. It's like a compulsion. Not as much as when I was younger, but the urge is still there. I have to click clicky pens too, and always like to have something in my hands. I guess like an incredably slight version of being an obsessive compulsive or a smoker...
(3) When hurrying, or to some extent travelling in general, I prefer doing something, even if it's in fact slower. I'm more likely to walk than wait for a late bus, even if the bus is likely to be quicker. I'll prefer a different route to normal, feeling that *one* must be a shortcut. I'll prefer to make a turning sooner than later, even when there's the same number.
(4) The more important a random event, the more preparation put into it, even though I know it doesn't make any difference. And I say things like "It's the universe's way of telling you not to foo" when I don't really believe that.
(5) Tell jokes no-one'll get. Which doesn't make any sense in two way: both that the jokes don't, and it's not clear why I feel I have to tell jokes that I know will produce blank looks or physical attacks, or at very best, groans.
(6) Be happy when I have an option of social interaction, (even if I don't bother).
(7) Be often shyer with people (of both sexes) who look sweet or quiet or forbidding then people who look good-looking or confident or friendly.
(8) Abhor grammatical mistakes whilst being almost entirely indifferent to spelling mistakes.
(9) Enjoy programming.
(10) Always be able to think of all but one of any list, whether it's "forms of the trinity" or "elements lighter than chlorine" or "things I do that don't make any sense."
Of course, these seem to apply to almost everyone else too, if some more than others. Apparently I'm not as uniquely insane as I thought.