Pretext. There are some things I am obsessed by. A clean kitchen, things in a logical order. Granted, I don't have 10 of anything. I'm lucky to have one of one things. Fuck with my kitchen, I will mess you up. Toolboxes are sort of the same. Put shit back where it came from. You? -jim (Chris, I know you could write a novel on this. Start writing it now, save it in a text file and post it when this slows down.)
Oh. And cheese. Life is too short to eat Velveeta. @Chaotic you can chime in on that. No defense. -jim
Mildly amused. I tried to change the title to fix the mis-spelling, but this version of the beeb software won't allow you to. Then, I sat back and laughed. That is gonna annoy the f'in shit out of him if this gains traction. -jim
Motherfucker. You don't want me to get started on my "quirks". Haha. I actually have listed some of them in a previous thread a year or two ago. I forget the title of the thread, it was something about "pet peeves" or "what gets on your nerves" or something like that. I started listing some of mine, and it got out of hand. I decided it was best to stop typing.
How do you know the size of the broom in me? -All bills in my wallet must be upright, face forward and be in numerical order. -Tags sticking up out of the back of people's shirts drive me bonkers. .....that's all I can think of.
Lengthwise, label in, opening on right, into fourths or thirds, hem on bottom, facing in, as closet shelf determines.
Toilet paper out over the top. My pocket change collection goes into several jars: post 1982 pennies, pre-1982 pennies, nickels, dimes, quarters, and other; so I guess it's 6 jars. But once the quarter one gets to $100, it gets put behind the shoes in the bottom of the closet. I use empty vitamin/supplement jars.
When you say numerical order, you're referring to denomination, right? Because serial number order would be OCD.
You guys are nuts. Or still have various remnants of German genes in you.... But then again... Three way light switches. I like them pointing down when the lights are off.... Yabol! <Uses left arm to pushes down impulsive black-gloved right arm back on arm rest>
So what do you do with the 1982 pennies? Throw them at passing motorists because you can't figure out which ones are copper and which ones are zinc?