Sometimes I’m lazy and I drink milk straight out of the gallon-size carton. I tear the tags off everything I own.
I like all the boy bands, and most of the teeny-bopper singers, and know all the words to most of their songs. (I’m pretty sure I win Kat)
Adam
Oh yeah, another one:
I sing in my car. Really loudly. So loudly that I’m sure when I’m stopped at an intersection anyone standing nearby can hear me loud and clear. (Hey, I’m a good singer; I don’t care who hears!)
I’m confident that many a fellow-motorist has gotten a chuckle out of watching me go off on a song.
I too conduct conversations with people I know in my head. Not only that, but I conduct conversations with famous people I don’t know in my head. Hell, I’ve held conversations with characters from television, movies, and books. I just recently had a very interesting one with Lester from American Beauty. Heh. I just think it’s fun and it’s something to occupy my mind while I’m driving or doing other mindless things. I’m extremely relieved to discover I’m not the only person who does that.
I also sing extremely loudly while I’m driving, sometimes along to the radio, sometimes I’ll actually shut off the radio and sing all by myself. I also sing computer karaoke at the top of my lungs while I’m sitting at home alone and I’m really bored. I have almost 1000 .kar files.
I love Mel Brooks films. All of them. Well, not History of the World pt. I.
People who know me in real life would be extremely surprised to find the sickly-sweet, romantic films Robin Hood: Prince of Theives, Sense and Sensibility, and Shakespeare in Love in my movie collection. Outwardly, I claim to hate everything mushy and romantic. In private, I sit there and bawl like a middle-aged bored housewife when I watch those movies. I have also caught myself singing along to My Heart Will Go On. shudder
I could go on and on…but I shall not embarrass myself further.
Kiva, Topaz, & Mishell: Allow me to join you as a member of the group of “People Who Talk To People Who Aren’t There.” Sometimes it’s out of boredom, other times it’s rehearsal for situations I know I’ll have to deal with in the future. BTW, I’m a married-grown-up-with-kids, so it’s not just a young-person thing.
Fillet: That was when I saw the Monkees too, on the reunion tour. And I cry at Disney movies (the death of Mufasa was the worst). And like you, it’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten older, especially now that I’ve got kids. I need to buy stock in Kleenex now.
Cristi, Slayer of Peeps
I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.
(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)
I actually liked an ABBA song…
When I was a kid I … I …
I liked the “Nancy Drew” books better than the “Hardy Boys” books. There! OK?! I said it!
I’m not gay. I like women. Really. (Not that there’s anything wrong with being gay.)
And when I was in college I … I …
I went to a Richard Marx concert. Wait! It was with a young lady, and subsequent sex was involved!
[aside] Gilligan, Diane Re: “Melrose.” My goofball brother-in-law is a teacher and sometimes-actor-and-screenwriter out in Burbank. He once had a speaking part on there, delivered flowers to Heather Locklear in a scene with Jack Wagner. Said they were really cool. [/aside]
Give me immortality, or give me death!
I too have conversations in my head. Well, sorta.
Me thinking: I should go brush your teeth.
The other me: Brush your teeth?
Me thinking: Yes. Brush my teeth.
I do that ALL the time, just question myself on what i just said. It doesn’t make the least bit of sense. Not that anything else I do, does… but y’know.
Oh, and I absolutely love the song “Head Over Feet” which according to the reaction I got yesterday, is a very bad thing.
“Organs gross me out. That’s organs, not orgasms.”
-the wallster
Bah. Brush MY teeth.
“Organs gross me out. That’s organs, not orgasms.”
-the wallster
“I need the biggest seed bell you have. . . no, that’s too big.”–Hans Moleman
Wow. Add me to the list of people who: talk to people in my head, love mac and cheese, and like “boy band” music.
Also, I’m going to a Barry Manilow concert next month and a Hall and Oates concert this summer. The former, because my mother wants me to and the latter, because I like them.
“Hush, village idiot!”
I am yet another who talks to herself in her head. I talk to real and imaginary people, usually when I’m feeling very lonely, and we have soul-searching conversations. Sometimes, I also fast-forward a few years to when I’m a big famous rock star (or at least a semi-respected indie band member), and do interviews.
And Catrandom, I also read Star Trek novels. I’ve read virtually all of them. The quality has deteriorated in recent years, and I was about to give them up for good when they came out with the excellent Millennium trilogy and restored my faith! So, do you deny the komerex zha…?
Heck is where you go when you don’t believe in Gosh.
I think COBRA and Staying Alive are good movies.
Um, when I was younger, I used to have sexual fantasies about Darth Vader. I still read the occasional “Star Wars” novel.
And I like KISS. Can’t help it. There’s something about knowing that there are four men in the world who take longer to put on their makeup than I do…
Seven out, line away, pay the don’ts and last come.
::Clumsily walks up stage stairs, trips, blushes beat red and continues on to the stage::
When life throws me a curve ball, my first reaction is to throw
it back. And then I realize, “Hey, I caught it!”
~ Jack Handey
I watch Dawson’s Creek almost religiously.
Hey and I loved Hudson Hawk too (but there’s nothing wrong with that).
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
This confession may be painful for some of the posters in this thread. I apologize in advance.
(Pause. Looks down at shoes. Looks up, looks down again quickly. Keeps head down but peeks up with eyes. Clears throat. Ahem.)
I eavesdrop on people’s conversations with themselves.
I’m trying to quit but I can’t help myself.
(Departs stage quickly.)
Sometimes I mix whites and darks when doing laundry.
I drink out of the milk carton.
::
:: I am going to hell, I just know it!!!
–* shuffling feet nervously, hands clasped behind back, looking down * – I admit it. I like the cartoon REBOOT – Mouse turned me on. I enjoy watching the cartoon series Aladdin and the Little Mermaid.
I also bought the two biographies and histories of the Three Stooges and not only have read them, but love them.
CAREFUL! We don’t want to learn from this!(Calvin and Hobbs)
“Hi, My name is Judy and I am an anal retentive.”
‘Hi Judy’ echo all the anal retentives in the room,
I not only have to recheck the doors, and did I REALLY close the garage door when I left the house, I’ve had to come back and check too.
:::::::I feel so dirty:::::::::::
I get made fun of at the hotels where we have stayed because I bring so much stuff, the last time, someone spotted my plunger…yes, I have a terrible fear of being stopped up and having to call and someone see my poopy…
:::::::::::runs off stage, crying uncontrollably::::::::::::::::
“I never saw so many words compressed into so small an idea.” Abraham Lincoln