Friday, April 23, 2010

Weirdo

I am trying to be more independent. I have been doing a lot by myself lately. I love it. I am a loner by nature. I went to a concert by myself the other day. It was amazing. I love to eat by myself too. I have weird eating habits, and if I am by myself no one else can pay attention to what I am doing.

I have a lot of weird habits. Eating with me is like watching a food autopsy. I pull apart my food into pieces. Don't even bother watching me eat a burrito. I cut them open down the middle and eat them from the inside out. No joke.

I also am weird about certain kinds of foods touching. Ideally, nothing on my plate touches anything else. I don't like soggy food, so cake and ice cream is out. I put ketchup on fries, but I have to pool the ketchup where it doesn't touch the fries. My mom is the same way. We used to love to eat a Furr's cafeteria, because the trays had individual spots for each thing.

Thanksgiving is hellish for us, too much food. We literally plan our plate placement ahead of time so as not to ruin things. Last year gravy pooled under my roll. I didn't eat it.

Other weirdisms I have:

My word obsessions.

My "don't touch me" rule.

I have to drive to/from school exactly the same way everyday. Its not even the most straightforward way.

Talking to myself. A lot.

My obsession with mormons and mormon bloggers.

I have to touch things. Everything. Texture is huge for me. It makes Cass nuts to go shopping with me, because I walk through the aisles stopping every 2 feet to feel fabrics.

Texture in food is big too. Watermelon texture is totally off.

I hate watermelon. Apparently that is "super weird."

Not only am I too afraid of cockroaches to kill them, I can't speak about them or think about them. Also, there is protocol to killing a cockroach:
1. If you see a cockroach near me, don't tell me. Just keep calm.
2. Do not use a pair of my shoes to kill it. Use someone else's.
3. Overkill it.
4. Flush it. This is important, those fuckers come back to life.
5. Clean any roach guts off the floor.
6. Don't EVER EVER EVER tell me about it.

I prefer the term "idiosyncratic" to weird. Actually, "eccentric" would be best, but I'm not rich enough to be eccentric.

I know my friends will feel free to chime in on things I may have forgotten.










2 comments:

Monique Lopez said...

Haha this entry is great

"I have to drive to/from school exactly the same way everyday. Its not even the most straightforward way."

I remember you would try making me follow this a couple times when I would drive us downtown from the OV. Because you hated oracle. Drove me nuts.

"I have to touch things. Everything. Texture is huge for me."

I'm the same way, but its mostly flowers/petals/plants for me. I didn't really realize I did this til one of my co-workers who we lunch with/take breaks outside with pointed this out.

"My obsession with mormons and mormon bloggers."

Mine are stippers and stripper bloggers.

"I hate watermelon. Apparently that is "super weird."

I dont like watermelon either. But when I tell people I dont really like bacon, that gets the super weird response.

And I strongly dislike spiders but i can kill them.. if i really have to. Although screaming and yelping is always involved.

EliseAnna said...

Really, you don't like bacon????

That is sooooo weird.