Watch Dr. Who with the volume loud enough that I catch a little more of the asides and witty dialog.
Sing. I’m not the world’s worst singer, but bad enough to annoy my family.
Pick my nose.
Look up pictures of Dopers who admit to masturbating.
“oh god…oh GOD…THE RED CYLINDER!!..pant…pant..”
Sing, whistle, pleasure myself, eat icing. Not all at the same time.
Not that coordinated?
Definitely go to the bathroom with the door open.
Masturbate like a mofo.
Put on my iPod and sing and dance whilst I clean.
Do girlie maintenance (bush trimming, nail painting, waxing of things).
If I have a whole day to myself alone in the house, I do nothing AT ALL productive. The cats and I hang out in bed and I read or watch tv (they nap as cats are wont to do).
I loudly castigate forum titles that are spelled incorrectly.
I also clean. In the nude if it’s hot.
It’s not a pretty sight although my (charitable) girlfriend would beg to differ.
I thought you did that on purpose..
*Or is that only when you’re alone?
-D/a
I give myself long and elaborate lectures, as if I were also the audience.
I picky my nose a lot. Also, crack everything I know to be crackable in my body.
Watch tmz.
Have arguments with people about things that happened years ago. Bitch out my HS English teacher, or an abusive boss. I’m very much like Dr. House when I’m crushing them with my superior with and logic.
Talk like Julia Child. Loudly. Most often while cooking.
Dance wildly.
Stalk the cats a la Frankenstein (arms out, making grrr sounds).
Wear my hair down, unbrushed. Sometimes I’ll do weird styles to it. I’ve had to cut down, as it always seemed the minute I’d have a braided Pebbles thing, someone would knock at the door. Usually one of TheKid’s friends.