Stunningly Pointless Info

[RisiaSkye]

I cannot sleep (as usual) and have consumed alcohol (less usual), and feel the need to share pointlessly revealing bits of trivia about my day, life, world.

Feel free to add your own rambling to the end. It'll be fun. Or at least odd to read.

* My mother has a tendency to forget my name, as well as my sister's name. Instead, she will call us her pets' names. This is particularly fun for me when she uses the border collie's name. He is Elvis. It's not often that I get to be Elvis.

* I have a name that is also a city. I cannot count how many times someone has asked how to spell it. When I tell them, "Like the city," they will then spell it out loud, apparently just to show me that they remember their Geography lessons.

* I associate pink neon with only two things: the Flamingo in Vegas and Ms. Pac Man. It is a toss up which I like better.

* Contents of pockets: $24.85, grocery receipt, lint in a color completely unrelated to the clothes I'm wearing, Monopoly Get-Out-of Jail-Free card used as a business card by cheap but enterprising acquaintance.

* In my observation, the whole is very rarely more than the sum of all its parts.

* My current slippers are pink and almost shockingly fuzzy. They demand more frequent vacuuming, but it's worth it.

* I have never had a student named Tom, Dick or Harry. I once had a Rick, but I'm not sure that counts.

 

[Debbie]

I too sometimes suffer from the dreaded "I can't sleep monster". The one that waits for me to climb into bed, I snuggle down under the warm blankets and smile my warm "I'm about to fall asleep" and just as I am about to drop off into the land of nod it leaps into my brain and says, "Hey, what about all the thousand and one things you need to worry about?" Huh? This is bad news. Pointless thoughts that wander around my normally crowded mind, going around and around like a never ending wash
cycle...
Like how can i ensure that I am always on time?

What can i do to stop my best friend from arriving for an important appointment without being an hour late?

Is the cat outside? (The one that sits waiting in the dark to try and trip me up?)

Should I subscribe to the Consumer's magazine to see if I am being ripped off by some small unscrupulous company in far off Zambizia?

Should I get out of my warm bed and take an iron tablet or wait till morning?

Do I have enough change in my purse in case the cashier says "Do you have the 15c? Im short of change."

And so on and so on... time to take my Kava Kava ( anatural relaxant) rambling makes me go on and on and on and on and on...

 

[Laurel]

* My parents could never remember our names either. When Dad was angry, he's stand there and yell all of our names until he came up with the one he wanted.

* If I misstype a word, I have to go back and retype the whole word, not just the part that was wrong.

* I like the smell of fires, but hate the smell of matches.

* I worked for a Dick, but I always called him Richard. I just can't call someone Dick unless they deserve it.

* I have the world's smallest bladder. And if there's even a drop in there, I can't sleep.

 

[GuyJD]

A POINT IN THOUGHT

Late breaking news is as interesting as
Late breaking wind.

 

[Debbie]

Ahhh a thought.. mmmm what about "An ill wind blows no good." PHEW! Bad smell, toxic wind...
Seriously I wouldn't want to blow a sick wind anyway...
To me late breaking news is just as relevant to the earlier breaking news just more to my tempo
And when I m mad? Then you're a toad or a dickhead or an egg! Bad girl!!! Such a filthy mouth!

 

[April]

I get bored easily, yet I enjoy sitting and doing absolutely nothing except breathing. And I play the same computer game over and over and over.

Can't go anywhere alone. The "kids" always have to come too.

I wonder if I'll have any visitors this time. I've invited enough people! (you too, Laurel, remember?)

I still laugh about the time my mother ran over my father with the lawnmower. LOL Although I don't think the guys in the ambulance were amused.

 

[lilfrk]

Things that Keep me awake.

Why my mima calles me Sashie when me given name is Alicia.

How come everyone lives 15 miles away from me makes me call them or come see them? Everysingle one of them drives PAST my house to get to the store.

What's the point of this phone call...Hi I just drove PAST your house and thought I'd call ya when I got home. Well at least you thought of me. Don't actually stop or anything.

I hate birthday presents wrapped in christmas paper.

 

[Lancaster]

Things that keep me awake:

Wondering how many angels can stand on the point of a needle.

I fall asleep shortly after thinking about that.

 

[Silverlily]

When I can't sleep, everything is funny or pissy, but it's all or nothing.

I can never find my glasses, mostly because I can't see without them.

I have a pair of fold up pliers and a screwdriver in my purse. I don't know why.

 

[cymbidia]

~ I'm sorta neurotic about how the dishes go into the dishwasher. I *know* they can get clean if they're not in the places i like them to be in but i rearrange them anyway. MS doesn't know about this one yet.

~ I never make the bed unless people will be over, people that might be upstairs in my bedroom. My housekeeper changes the sheets and makes the bed on Friday - that's good enough for me.

~ My mother calls me by my sister's names. I have always assumed she does the same to them. What is it about parents and names? I mean, THEY gave us the names to begin with.

~ My Aunt Hazel married a man named Dick about 10 years ago. He's a nice man but i've never been able to use his name. I think i might laugh if i had to actually say it.

~ I almost had a sexual thing going with my cousin Andre when we were both 16. He was just visiting San Diego for a few weeks from New York. Good thing. I've broken enough taboos in my life without having to answer to that one at the Pearly Gates (supposing, of course, that they exist).

~ I have a name which someone famous shares, but she spells it incorrectly. Hence i have to correct other people's spelling of it all the time and it pisses me off every time.

~ I hang wind chimes outside my bedroom window; the sound helps soothe me to sleep. Bamboo... metal... and i like the wild sound they make in storm, too.



Addendum: After i've posted something, no matter how long afterwards, if i spot a misspelling, i *have* to go fix it. When i first started posting at Lit i spellchecked every single post before i posted it. Familiarity breeds laziness, apparently, and now i sorta kinda look 'em over, at least most of the time, before i post 'em. Maybe, someday, i'll get to the point where i can yawn at my spelling errors. (All this just to cover up a spelling mistake i've come back here to change. )

 

[SimplySouthern]

Odd things about me.

My mother calls me whatever name is handy. Mine, brothers, children, family pets. She once called me by her OWN name. We all answer to anything now.

I have to make the bed before I can get in it. I can't sleep in an unmade bed.

I like to have all the cans in my cabinets facing the front.

I'm with Cym on dishwasher organization. Everything has a place. If you can't get it right....don't touch it.

My purse is a black hole. I have things in there that would shock people. But...if I'm ever in an impromptu "Macgyver" situation, I can build a bomb, pick any lock and buid a nuclear bomb just from the contents of my purse.

I listen to the same song over and over until the title alone makes me nauseous...then I never listen to it again.

Go figure. I'm an oddball. More thoughts where these came from.

**Late breaking useless fact** I edit all my posts for spelling after I submit them. I dunno why. I can spot errors better that way.