The Chosen One

Welly well well.

I have been chosen. What do I mean? I’ll tell you
what I mean…

“The first player of this game starts with writing 6 weird things/habits about themselves and then selects 6 others to write an entry about their 6 weird things/habits as well as state this rule clearly. After making your list of weird things, pick 6 others. They are allowed to laugh at you in your comments as much as they want, so deal!”

Well. Catch The Sparks has selected me as part of her 6 cronies.

So here goes.

1. I talk to myself. Loudly. Proudly. I’m not very secretive about it at all. Reference Krunk from “Emperor’s New Groove” Yes. Like Krunk. I actually consider it rude if somebody comes up and interrupts a conversation with myself. If somebody asks me what I’m doing, I proudly tell them “I’m talking to myself”. Sometimes this worries people.

2. When I’m walking from point A to point B, if there’s a woman going the same way as me, and I don’t know her… I stay as far away from her as possible. Why? Not because I’m shy. No, that’s what you’d think, but instead, I actually just don’t want them thinking I’m stalking them. Even though it’s obvious that maaaaaaaybe, just maaaaaaaybe I’m trying to go to the same place as them, I’ll give her like 100 feet of space. At least I’ll never be called a stalker!

3. When I get nervous, or am overly concentrated on something (like a game), I’ll chew on my shirt. Right at the neck collar area. It’s a horrible habbit that I try NOT to do, because it ruins good shirts. I just realized I was doing that earlier today. I need to get some bubble gum or something…

4. I count sidewalk squares. Like I know I have 78 squares of sidewalk from my room to the parking lot. Don’t know why. I guess it gives my mind something to do.

5. I have a strong sense of empathy. I even sympathize with inanimate objects. Like when I had to throw out my german alarm clock because it was 220volts, and thus useless to me in the States…, I apologized to the clock and explained why I had to toss him. And then I could just envision that poor alarm clock, sitting outside, in the snow, staring in to my window…

6. I say lol, brb, and rofl in real life. Pronounced like they are spelled. Some people get it, some people don’t. Don’t know which side you guys are on.

Well. I’d choose 6 people, but I’m kind of a dead end OD chain.

But if I could choose any people I know (even those without OD) I’d choose Jonathan, Bryan, Brooke, Nicki, Catch The Sparks (she already did it though), annnnnnnd Allen.

~Bruce