I have about 50 pairs of underwear in my drawer but I only actually wear the same 15 pairs, wash them and go through the same 15 again. I have no idea why I have these other 35 perfectly good underwear in my drawer that just sit there. I just can't bring myself to get rid of them.
I read someone's facebook wall all the time that I am not a friend with, have no mutual friends with, have never met and more than likely never will. I happened on their page one day and am kinda fascinated with watching their facebook life from afar. If they change the privacy setting of their wall it's really gonna devastate me.
The Fugitive is one of my favorite movies. No matter how many times I watch it I get really nervous and pray to God that Richard escapes even though I already know he is going to escape.
What strange things do you do? (Keep it clean, please!)
I read someone's facebook wall all the time that I am not a friend with, have no mutual friends with, have never met and more than likely never will. I happened on their page one day and am kinda fascinated with watching their facebook life from afar. If they change the privacy setting of their wall it's really gonna devastate me.
The Fugitive is one of my favorite movies. No matter how many times I watch it I get really nervous and pray to God that Richard escapes even though I already know he is going to escape.
What strange things do you do? (Keep it clean, please!)

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i've also been known to whip out my cell phone, mid conversation, and send a text message about another subject to the person I'm talking to...without missing a beat.
I occasionally paint the dog's toenails...
I used to work in the beauty industry so sometimes when I look at people I think in my mind what I would do to fix their haircolor or what I would do differently on their makeup. This is usually when I am in the mall people watching.
I sleep on the edge of the bed and then pray that I don't fall off once asleep...
I re-write a paper over and over until it's perfect with no scribbles, etc even though I'm going to type it soon after... the hubby HATES THIS WITH A PASSION, lol
Melissa,I realize in the middle of the night that I'm on the edge and scoot back over...I hate it that I always gravitate towards the edge. I guess that's just me..."edgy"...ha ha!
LaDonna, I should probably be applying lotion...