Silly little habits

I was just listening to music, doing my usual dancing around the room, and air drummin' thing..(yes quite funny to watch I'm sure), when I realized even after all these years, I STILL do this one crazy thing....you'd think I'd know by now..
I still air drum, with BOTH HANDS..to Def Leppard songs..
:shk:
Oh the humility...

I also have a silly habit of eating gummy bears while sitting here at the PC....bad, bad, bad...:bnghd::bnghd::bnghd:

reply to post by AccessDenied


Doing it two handed is fine in the home.

Just don't go to a show and do it.

Rick Allen might get upset!

This reminds me of the day I stopped my habit of
reading the mail before getting in the shower.

I'd always done it, I would sit with a warm wooly
towel about me, a large steaming mug of chocolate
on the vanity table and the radio playing old tunes
softly nearby.
The steam from the shower would be billowing out
and I would be lost to the world... just a boy in a
towel, I suppose!

Then I would read through all the junk mail, the bills
and the letters from 'Saucy Cyril'... a guy I correspond
with. He always brings a smile to my face.

Then the doorbell rang and after switching the shower off
and binding the towel tighly around my hermaphrodite-like
bod, I raced to the front door to see who it was.

It was the mailman... he had a large package for me
and after trying to jam the parcel in my letter-box, he had
decided not to bend it somemore and leave in near the
rosebushes, but ring the bell.
He stood there looking really sad, as the last of the Autumn
leaves blew around his feet... lost and alone.

I was grateful and I thanked him. He smiled tightly and
turned to go.
As he clambered into his shiny van, I realised that I had
a bar of 'Snickers' near the door on a small antique table,
I had bought from Walmart.
I thought it would cheer him up.

I called to him, waving said confectionary and stepped
out as he revved his engine... that was my mistake.
My front door slammed shut in the strong breeze and I just
stood there, my Snickers in one hand and the mysterious
package in the other.

What was a gir...boy... I to do?
Well, it's quite a long yarn... too long for here, but needless
to say, I stopped showering in the afternoon, while reading
the mail, it causes too many problems.

And of course, that old guy across the road with 'Special
Forces' tattoo won't speak to me now.


[edit on 4-2-2010 by A boy in a dress]

Originally posted by A boy in a dress
This reminds me of the day I stopped my habit of
reading the mail before getting in the shower.

I'd always done it, I would sit with a warm wooly
towel about me, a large steaming mug of chocolate
on the vanity table and the radio playing old tunes
softly nearby.
The steam from the shower would be billowing out
and I would be lost to the world... just a boy in a
towel, I suppose!

Then I would read through all the junk mail, the bills
and the letters from 'Saucy Cyril'... a guy I correspond
with. He always brings a smile to my face.

Then the doorbell rang and after switching the shower off
and binding the towel tighly around my hermaphrodite-like
bod, I raced to the front door to see who it was.

It was the mailman... he had a large package for me
and after trying to jam the parcel in my letter-box, he had
decided not to bend it somemore and leave in near the
rosebushes, but ring the bell.
He stood there looking really sad, as the last of the Autumn
leaves blew around his feet... lost and alone.

I was grateful and I thanked him. He smiled tightly and
turned to go.
As he clambered into his shiny van, I realised that I had
a bar of 'Snickers' near the door on a small antique table,
I had bought from Walmart.
I thought it would cheer him up.

I called to him, waving said confectionary and stepped
out as he revved his engine... that was my mistake.
My front door slammed shut in the strong breeze and I just
stood there, my Snickers in one hand and the mysterious
package in the other.

What was a gir...boy... I to do?
Well, it's quite a long yarn... too long for here, but needless
to say, I stopped showering in the afternoon, while reading
the mail, it causes too many problems.

And of course, that old guy across the road with 'Special
Forces' tattoo won't speak to me now.

[edit on 4-2-2010 by A boy in a dress]

OK..I have felt crappy all morning, but with that you just gave me my first smile today...thanks.

You're welcome!

I always have a torrid time when it comes to
habits... it's as if the powers above (Not Stephanie)
meet to create an ordeal for me to fail in.

But, it made you smile... that's my task for today done.

reply to post by AccessDenied


Heh. I was once in formation chewing on some gummy bears and one of my NCO's saw me chewing during formation and asked me to quit chewing gum, but I told him its not gum its gummy bears! Needless to say I did around 50 push-ups for the correction.:shk::bnghd:

I have a lip balm habit, I try to break it, but I cant.

Sigh~

I also have a nasty habit of being lazy at work and constantly get b**ched at, but I done with this job once I get back.:shk: