Embarrassing confessions

[Emeria]

OK, I’ll play.

I like Days of our Lives. If I was near a TV I would make it a point to watch it regularly, not every day, but enough to follow along. All the while I’d be making fun of it, but loving it for its stupidity!!I don’t have a TV right now, so I am reduced to reading the cheesy recaps found online: “Bo says how can you do this to me. Hope says well if you hadn’t slept with Billie we woudln’t be in this mess.” Yes, just like that, no quotations or paragraph separations for ease of reading.

Also, when I am driving in the car listening to the radio and Nickelback comes on … I turn it up. And sing along. I know all the words. I love it. Only in secret though … I never do this when anyone is with me!!

[Sublight]

@Joey P

Shhhh, here’s the trick. I have my face burried in a computer all day at work, so if someone starts asking me a question, I pull up google, and start typing in keywords, I then pretend to think about it for a second, and reply with the correct answer and they’re none the wiser.
Today, my answer was “Herbert” Of course I know the name of the old pedophile from Family Guy.

Hell, I use that technique openly and people in my office think I’m brilliant for it.

Embarrassing confession? Hmm… I watch and enjoy ‘roadkill’ videos more than is probably healthy.

[jabiru]

@Sunspace

I ate dinner straight from the pot tonight. Why make another dish dirty?

I ate dinner last night straight from the tupperware container in which it was reheated. Same reason. I keep finding things to be embarrassed about. :o

[tashabot]

@Emeria

Also, when I am driving in the car listening to the radio and Nickelback comes on … I turn it up. And sing along. I know all the words. I love it. Only in secret though … I never do this when anyone is with me!!

…Another confession. I, too, actually like Nickelback. Fuckers are catchy.

~Tasha

[Freudian_Push_Up_Bra]

I have terrible taste in music and I know it; Nickelback, Pussycat Dolls, Panic! At the Disco and Fallout Boy. Also love Foo Fighters (not crap though), P. Diddy and all sorts of poppy crap, I LOVE IT!

People think I’m really smart; I’m not, I just have a good memory.

I’m incapable of having a one night stand. I’m far too derisive and impatient unless I’m really into the person and if they can’t read my mind, I’m out of there. Thank God I’m in a long-term relationship

I know far too much about celebrities. I like Paris Hilton’s “music”.

I have a very long list of favourites; they’re all webcomics and I check them every day whilst having breakfast. But I have high standards for web comics; gotta have decent art, plotline and humour.

I love getting hickies and showing them off. In my defense, I should still be in high school, age wise.

I make stupid noises at animals and small children. In their absence, I make them at my boyfriend.

I’m pathetic when I’m sick but I will organise myself; in bed with extra blanket, a bottle of water, mobile and landline phone, any tablets I need and tissues. But if someone else is home, I require petting like a love-sponge cat and will whinge until I get them.

[St.Urho]

I like to watch Cops.

I also like '80s hair metal.

[Hostile_Dialect]

When I’m home alone and I don’t expect a roommate/parent/friend/etc to arrive in the foreseeable future, I’m generally stark naked and my primary mode of transportation is the Robot rather than conventional walking.

Also, I complain the whole time, but I secretly enjoy watching “Work Out” when my roommate has it on the TV.

And when I lived in Texas me and a coworker snuck into the break room at inappropriate times every day to watch “Texas Justice”.

And I can’t ride a bike or skate (in any form), even though I can play a decent hockey game at the goalie position.

Don’t tell anyone.

@Hypno-Toad

I sing along with the car radio in “humorous” voices.

I used to do that too (though not in the car). And then one day in my late teenage years, I was home alone and decided to drop out. While tripping balls, I discovered my mom’s “Please buy me the following items at Ralph’s” note and thusly set off for the grocery store. Due to my heightened state, I was experiencing an unusual sense of empathy with all of the employees there–I told each one I passed by to have a wonderful day and a fantastic weekend, “because you deserve it, man”, and it was all I could do to keep from profusely thanking the meat slicer gal at the deli for hours for “all you do for the humble people of Mission Valley”. So anyway, nature called and I hopped into a bathroom stall, and while I was doing my business a store employee walked–no, danced–into the bathroom with a bottle of glass cleaner (or something) and started cleaning and singing in one of those “humorous” voices, clearly not realizing that I was there. I was finished long before he got done cleaning the mirrors or whatever, but I waited in the stall (holding my feet up so he couldn’t see them) until he was out because I couldn’t bear to bring the embarrassment on that guy. I don’t think I’ve sang in a humorous voice since.

@Mrs. Millamant

I own The Chronicles of Riddick. The director’s cut, no less.

I saw that movie three times in theatres. In my defense, I was stoned out of my gourd each time, my dealer and I didn’t pay for the movie tickets, and I lived within walking distance of the theatre.

[LurkMeister]

Last night I watched my recently acquired DVD of Flower Drum Song and, as I always did whenever I watched the movie in the past, sang “I Enjoy Being A Girl” along with Nancy Kwan.

[corkboard]

@fetus

When I’m home alone and I don’t expect a roommate/parent/friend/etc to arrive in the foreseeable future, I’m generally stark naked and my primary mode of transportation is the Robot rather than conventional walking.

I have no idea what you look like, but I’m picturing this and it’s cracking me up. The Robot! I love it.

[vivalostwages]

I don’t think Oprah and Dr. Phil are so bad.

I am watching ALL of Dawson’s Creek on DVD.

I never drive on freeways.

I do not own an iPod or a camera phone.

I hardly ever cook, unless warming up canned soup or heating things in the microwave counts.

I have watched Master and Commander, The Bounty, Brokeback Mountain,
Donnie Darko, Ed Wood, and Ladyhawke at least ten times each, probably more.

[What_Exit]

@vivalostwages

I have watched Master and Commander, The Bounty, Brokeback Mountain,
Donnie Darko, Ed Wood, and Ladyhawke at least ten times each, probably more.

Mosts of those are considered very good movies, why is it embarrassing? I have seen *Ladyhawke * at least 10 times myself. I really like *Donnie Darko, Ed Wood *and *
Master and Commander. *

[Mrs.Millamant]

@fetus

@Mrs. Millamant

I own The Chronicles of Riddick. The director’s cut, no less.

I saw that movie three times in theatres. In my defense, I was stoned out of my gourd each time, my dealer and I didn’t pay for the movie tickets, and I lived within walking distance of the theatre.

I don’t even have that excuse; I’ve been completely sober every time I’ve watched it. I have adored Colm Feore for years, but even that can’t defend my love for what is essentially an very silly version of Macbeth with religious zombies.

I am also with those who are unable to ride a bike or skate.

[Savannah]

I enjoy performing in concert when home alone. Sometimes I even use a mike stand to enhance my singing experience.

I just downloaded a bunch of Nancy Sinatra music.

I peek at the tp, too.

Sometimes potato chips and diet pop *is *what’s for dinner.

Most of the time, especially at work, I feel like I’m fifteen years old and still in high school. I do not feel grown up and I am 41.

I call it gardening, or clearing the back yard, but it’s really playing with rocks and dirt just because… it’s fun to play with rocks and dirt. When we had heavy rains this winter, a little stream re-appeared in our back yard. This has given many hours of enjoyment as I play with diverting the stream, and widening the channel (so the back yard doesn’t flood again, of course). This summer’s extremely silly project is to level out a hill back there, and create a terraced level. Much more playing with rocks and dirt will ensue! (Last summer, I played with rocks until I had a little rock wall.)

I love to read “true” ghost stories and spooky stories online, and will allow myself to become seriously freaked out, and then I can’t be alone in the dark. Thank goodness for a marital partner. I can’t read stuff like that if I’m alone in the house, though–even in the bloody daytime! I have an overactive imagination at times, and used to be unable to wash my face at night–I’d have to take off my glasses or take out my contacts, and lean over the sink and soap up (I wore a lot of makeup as a younger lass) and then I’d be seriously freaked out that some horrid thing was creeping up behind me… Raising my head, blurred vision blurrier with soap in my eyes, to see me in the mirror, hair pinned back and suds all over my face, to check behind me, wasn’t sufficient to reassure me. I still shudder to think of the horror of this.

At the time, I didn’t know I could use those makeup remover tissues (sort of like baby wipes, but for faces). I use them now. So much simpler, and easier, than bending over the sink, putting myself at the mercy of whatever demonic monster was sure to be behind me… See? 15. I’m still fifteen.

I still bounce a cheque now and then. That’s damned embarrassing.

I love McDonald’s quarter pounders and fries.

I watch American Idol, and I’m Canadian. I don’t watch Canadian Idol. It’s more dull, and I cannot stand Ben Mulroney.

I websurf to an embarrassing extent.

I look at Fark daily.

[Hostile_Dialect]

@McNew

I have no idea what you look like, but I’m picturing this and it’s cracking me up. The Robot! I love it.

Ain’t America grand? I really wonder why I don’t get laid more, though. Few women have reached this level of intimacy (seeing me do the Robot naked), but those who have, have found that it was worth the trouble.

New confession: I only just saw my first Romero zombie* movie a couple nights ago. It was like losing my virginity: even better than I thought it possibly could be.

• They’re called zombies, damnit, no matter what Romero says!

[lisacurl]

@Savannah

I enjoy performing in concert when home alone. Sometimes I even use a mike stand to enhance my singing experience.

I just downloaded a bunch of Nancy Sinatra music.

I peek at the tp, too.

Sometimes potato chips and diet pop *is *what’s for dinner.

Most of the time, especially at work, I feel like I’m fifteen years old and still in high school. I do not feel grown up and I am 41.

I call it gardening, or clearing the back yard, but it’s really playing with rocks and dirt just because… it’s fun to play with rocks and dirt. When we had heavy rains this winter, a little stream re-appeared in our back yard. This has given many hours of enjoyment as I play with diverting the stream, and widening the channel (so the back yard doesn’t flood again, of course). This summer’s extremely silly project is to level out a hill back there, and create a terraced level. Much more playing with rocks and dirt will ensue! (Last summer, I played with rocks until I had a little rock wall.)

I love to read “true” ghost stories and spooky stories online, and will allow myself to become seriously freaked out, and then I can’t be alone in the dark. Thank goodness for a marital partner. I can’t read stuff like that if I’m alone in the house, though–even in the bloody daytime! I have an overactive imagination at times, and used to be unable to wash my face at night–I’d have to take off my glasses or take out my contacts, and lean over the sink and soap up (I wore a lot of makeup as a younger lass) and then I’d be seriously freaked out that some horrid thing was creeping up behind me… Raising my head, blurred vision blurrier with soap in my eyes, to see me in the mirror, hair pinned back and suds all over my face, to check behind me, wasn’t sufficient to reassure me. I still shudder to think of the horror of this.

At the time, I didn’t know I could use those makeup remover tissues (sort of like baby wipes, but for faces). I use them now. So much simpler, and easier, than bending over the sink, putting myself at the mercy of whatever demonic monster was sure to be behind me… See? 15. I’m still fifteen.

I still bounce a cheque now and then. That’s damned embarrassing.

I love McDonald’s quarter pounders and fries.

I watch American Idol, and I’m Canadian. I don’t watch Canadian Idol. It’s more dull, and I cannot stand Ben Mulroney.

I websurf to an embarrassing extent.

I look at Fark daily.

Apparently, except for the gardening and being Canadian, I am Savannah. (I don’t find this embarassing at all.)

[Johanna]

Given that:

• I hate violence
• I really hate wars
• I really, really hate the idea of one nation attacking and conquering another
• I really, really, REALLY hate the architects of the current Iraq war

It is strange and more than a little embarrassing for me to admit that I am hopelessly addicted to a game called Civilization where I wipe out rival civs. Thanks for helping me to feel better, cowgirl.

[The_Chao_Goes_Mu]

I think I am in love with all of you.

[vivalostwages]

@What Exit?

Mosts of those are considered very good movies, why is it embarrassing? I have seen *Ladyhawke * at least 10 times myself. I really like *Donnie Darko, Ed Wood *and *
Master and Commander. *

Yeah…It’s really not that embarrassing! I might have been thinking of people who try to cast shame on others who watch the same films repeatedly. But…screw 'em, right?

[What_Exit]

@vivalostwages

Yeah…It’s really not that embarrassing! I might have been thinking of people who try to cast shame on others who watch the same films repeatedly. But…screw 'em, right?

Agreed, otherwise I have to own up to how many times I have watched, Gump, Field of Dreams and The God Father.

[Cerowyn]

@Autolycus

• I listen to J-Pop waaaay too much. かわいいだから！ because it’s cute

Pssst… try BENNIE K, if you haven’t heard them already.