i am neurotic.

When ever i take a new piece of bread from the packet i always have to take the third slice down from the top, new loaf of bread or not, i just can’t stand the thought of anyone else having touched the same slice and then me eating the same piece they’ve touched.

I cannot brush my teeth in a shared bathroom. For the past 3 months I’ve brushed my teeth in my room and spat into bottles

Every time I buy eggs from the supermarket, I have to go through the cartons and swap eggs until they’re all dark. I know there’s no difference in taste between dark and light eggs.

I can’t stand used/old books. It’s not their aesthetics (folded pages, broken binding, etc), but the distinct smell all books seem to develop over time. If I open a book and there is even the slightest hint of this odor, I can’t read it – even if I had personally purchased the books brand spandking new and it’s been sitting on my shelf for just a few weeks. Needless to say, I don’t hold a library card.

If you’re as neurotic as I am, you’re probably anal retentive about turkey carving.  For all you neurotic turkey carvers, here’s a link to a video on CHOW demonstrating how to carve a turkey by Mark Dommen, chef-partner of San Francisco’s One Market Restaurant.

For those of you who fall low on the neurotic scale, be kind to your fellow neurotics and arrange their plates carefully so none of their food is touching.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I don’t see how cooking show hosts can stand making their dishes wearing long sleeves. They’re bound to get dirty and/or wet.

every time i cut my big toe nails, i have to smell the smelly stuff that accumulates in the corners of the nail. i scrape it off the ends of the nail and then squish it out on my fingers so i can smell it properly. no one must see me do it.

Whenever my brother goes to the bathroom, he sings the Star Wars theme song. It doesn’t matter where he is. No one has ever brought it to his attention. We aren’t sure if he even knows he does it or not.

Every time I get a bag of M&Ms I dump them out on the table/counter and start arranging them like a bar graph by color from my least favorite to my fave (Brown-Yellow-Orange-Red-Green-Blue). Then I can’t stand to eat only one m&m so I make sure they all have a mate…then eat the left overs by two’s, throw away the odds. Finally after this I can enjoy M&Ms by 2s in ascending order per my preference.

I like to do crossword puzzles and they are usually numbered. Well, I go through the book and pick the numbers that correspond to a certain age and then say…”I will be married by this age” or “I will have kids by this age” and then if I complete the puzzle and do not look up any answers, I know that it will happen. After I get all the good numbers, I will randomly pick numbers I like for whatever reason and then think similar more random scenarios.