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Weird Things You Do Alone - Day 1

I really wish I could tell myself that I live an exciting life.  But, we all know that would be a giant lie. I'm really quite boring.

When all alone, I tend not to do much:

  • I sit and watch daytime television
  • I drink Diet Coke
  • Eat too much
  • Clean my house
  • Find excuses not to clean my house
  • Do laundry
  • Take naps when I've been working the morning
  • I belch and fart - out loud, even
  • If there is music on and I'm standing up I will start shaking my butt and moving it around - in an attempt to dance
  • If I am in the middle of getting undressed or dressed and start doing something else, I forget to finish getting dressed - and in the summer or spring the front door may be open
  • In the winter, I turn on the heat, after realizing that it is freezing cold inside the house - usually it gets to 65 or 64 before I realize
  • I talk to myself - a lot actually, more than I should
  • Sometimes, I don't brush my hair - or my teeth - until late, late in the afternoon or evening.  So gross.
  • I pass judgment on people; whether it be someone on the Price is Right or an idiot on the afternoon news - again, out loud
  • I run errands
  • When out and about, I tend to spend too much money on things I don't need
  • I sing along with the radio, in the car, and I dance, too - - I do a mean Adele, Lady GaGa and Jon Bon Jovi
  • I do incredibly stupid and klutzy things
  • And I'm human - that's pretty much as exciting as it gets



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