Yeah, it is. And if it gets serious, you get to meet the gang.

Sometimes on the elevator at work, I look at people and imagine myself screaming at them the most unflattering, cringeworthy epithets I can muster up, all the while keeping my expression carefully neutral, to see if anyone reacts because maybe they can "hear" my thoughts if they're shocking enough.

Once, there were mice in the apartment that I shared with a college roommate. I was okay with that, since I'd kept mice as pets, but my roommate was freaked out about it. For some reason I ended up being the one to do something about it :rolleyes: And since I didn't really want to hurt the mousies, I asked our apartment managers if they had any "humane" traps. They gave me these little flat things filled with sticky gluey stuff, and told me to put a piece of cheese on them.
I put out three of these. One of them caught a big big BIG freakin' roach. No problem. The other two caught mice. One of them just had his leg stuck. I took him outside and pried him free with a popsicle stick. He ran away, in the grass. The other one was stuck to the glue, on his side. There was no way I would ever get him free without hurting him badly. So I filled the kitchen sink with water, turned the trap upside down, and drowned him so he wouldn't starve to death.

I still hate myself for this.

I told my mom about it. The next Christmas, she gave me a little fake mouse with angel wings and a halo to put on my tree. She said the mouse forgave me. :(

Are you sure he didn't die, and THEN you killed him?

I am here when no-one else is.

When I was 10 years old, I went on a trip to London with my school. We stayed in a hotel and all had our own rooms.

On the way home, I forgot to hand the key in at reception, a few hours later and in a state of panic, I figured the best thing to do would be destroy the evidence. I dropped the key down a grid.

:eek:

inner orientation
 

i occasionally get confused when i go to the cinema. when i go to the cinema i only feel comfortable if i can seat myself some way to the left of the centre of the screen. when i am with someone it's important that they sit to my right

of course this type of seating arrangement is not always possible but it really does make me uncomfortable and cramped if i have to seat myself in a way that goes against my inner orientation

it's like when you sit down at the dinner table with your family or close friends - there will automatically be some sort of seating arrangement

i used to collect garden snakes in the yard and dump them in this old fish tank

they were all named vince

also, i used to name all my dolls annie

I often picture Hell as the place where, after death, you go to see your most shameful and embarrassing moments (public and private) replayed while you sit in the middle of an audience of everyone you've ever known, reliving it all with them.

you know....that's a good question.


I confess to eating way too much food for lunch.......OUCH!!

when my sister and I were kids I went to the kitchen to get myself some yogurt. Fruit-on-the-bottom yogurt was the only kind around. As I opened it up, my sister wanted to try it. I gave her a big spoonful right off the top. She hated it and I was happy she wouldn't ever want it and I could have all the yogurt to myself.

I just snuck in my daughters room as she slept and ate/chewed the last of her 'Watermelon Blast Bubble Yum Bubble Gum'. :eek:

I play this waaaaaay too much.

I consumed a YuGiOh pop of ratlet's. I predict it will be several years before I need to do that again.

Is that it? Man, are we Saints or what? ;)