i am neurotic.

I absolutely cannot eat cereal with a dessert spoon, like normal people. I have to eat it with a teaspoon. If I don’t, I’m convinced that all the milk will dribble down my chin and I’ll look like one of those really uncoordinated people who can’t eat properly!

I frequently push random bricks on walls everywhere I go in the hopes that one day it will become loose revealing a hidden map or get pushed in opening a secret room.

When I am at school during the year, I have to start my Saturdays and Sundays with an omelet and one or two fried egg(s). If I don’t, my weekend just doesn’t feel right.

As a kid, I played the Mario game for Super Nintendo. Particularly I remember the ghosts on some levels, the ones whom would stop once you looked at them. These levels were dark. So every time I’m in a dark room, I have to exit it facing the darkness, otherwise, the 64bit ghosts will slowly walk towards me.

I can only bite a Triscuit if my teeth are aligned with the direction of the grains on the cracker.

i have to sleep with my TV on and when i start getting sleepy, i turn the volume down to 3 or 4 and put the timer on for 2 hours, just so i know it will still be on as i’m falling asleep. it’s not the noise, its the light.

When driving up to a light that is green, and has been green, I always get nervous that it will turn yellow as I’m approaching it or traveling beneath it. In an effort to stop this from happening, I blow the light a kiss.

everyday when I get home from work I walk in and immediately pick up everything on the floor and have to vacuum (mostly kids toys). I will continue to vacuum until I can clearly see the lines in the carpet produced by the vacuum. Then I can sit down and relax.

When I use plastic hangars for my clothes, their color has to match whatever is hanging on them, otherwise I’d just as soon leave them on the floor. Metal hangars are good for shirts, but tend to leave nearly-as-bad crease marks in pants.

I have to have exactly 24 Black Warrior pencils in the pencil cup on my desk, and they all must face me so that I can read the writing on them. I also have a separate cup just for Uni-ball signo pens, of which there must be ten, and all of which must have the capped end pointing down.