I don't need to, I'm usually around when it happens or he tells me lol I love laying down in the mud while it rains really heavily
I love the odd sense of pain/discomfort when you stretch out before running or a workout, especially in the ham-strings.
i love feeling the pain in my side while working out i love the tired feeling after a workout i love waking up in the morning and feeling my whole body aching (im too weird)
I love to eat peanut butter straight from the jar, it makes a great late night snack! I always have my own Chmmy jar of Jif.
You said strange, right? I love playing mind games with the guys who call my private number at 1 AM thinking they called a local escort service. (My number is one number different and for some reason, maybe they're drunk, they're always mis-dialing.) I go back to sleep with a smile on my face knowing they are sitting wherever they are nervously waiting for a gal to show up who never does. Once I asked the guy if he wouldn't like to come to church with me on Sunday instead of getting a call girl and he laughed and hung up on me. How rude.
I love driving in my car, and listening to the radio; and singing along to my favorite songs on the freeway with the volume turned up.
I love pens. I have basically a whole basket full of new, unique, never-used pens. I end up collecting them quicker than I use them, and I always use the uglier ones first. They range from ordinary to free pens that have businesses on them or medicine names to Mickey Mouse to business-looking to the XXL pens that are thicker than a fat highliter lol.
I like to play mind games with people in trains. 1. I act like I dial a phone number, I say "Hi.", then remain silent for 5 minutes, then say "Bye." and hang up. 2. When the train stops at a station, I get out, then turn around and ask the people in the train where this train is going. 3. I greet random people like we are old friends (Ït's me, Bill! From the bar?")
Hahaha wish I could witness that. I love the smell of grass, but not cut grass- that's completely different. I sneeze if it's cut.
I love bankies (blankets) fresh from the drier I love roasting my feet with a space heater under my desk I love walking the dogs and being able to smell which houses are doing laundry I love that I can fall asleep pretty much anywhere and amongst distractions
I love the feeling of laughter. Not that "Haha!" laughter, but the real one. The laughter that hurts your stomach and brings tears in your eyes, yeah that one. And i love the sound of two different songs playing at the same time.
I like daydreaming about anything romantic. Most of the time those scenes I make in my head (I make scenes in my head, about everything, all the fricken time) don't include me, just some people I know.
I do that too. I love spacing off and then coming back to real life and realizing you've been living in your own little world for the last 5 minutes. I love being home alone. I love thinking to much about things. Like watching rain and thinking about how strange it really is that there is water coming fromk the sky. Or erasing somthing and wondering where the pencil goes. I love lying to myself in the morning by telling myself I don't have to get up YET. I love looking at the details of the people I know. Like how Jessi works really hard when she's mad, or how Emmy's handwriting is really nooticable, or the way Kara laughs.... Theres a lot.
Finding cool weird stuff at thrift stores. Like yesterday I found a set of pan pipes. How cool is that?
The last bunch of things posted aren't that strange. Anyway, I love the way Canadian paper money feels.
I love to twitch my foot when I'm thinking. If I'm in a position inconducive to foot twitching I'll twitch my thigh or buttocks muscles. I love cats, especially their hypnotic purring. But then my foot starts twitching and they attack me!! I know a lot of people with cats. I buy a lot of socks.
Oh, I love doing that! It makes me happy. Hm.... Oh! I love the dark. It makes me feel so small. Like I remember once, at camp we had a late chapel, so we all ran to our cabin and just lay outside between the trees looking at the stars...and it was so awesome.
I love snorkelling in the ocean at night. I even wrote a short story around it. It's possible to get disoriented, but I've always been very comfortable in the water anyway. It's very quiet and peaceful at night, and you feel like you're all alone in the world, and weightless. The rise and fall of the waves is very soothing, and adds to the sense of weightlessness. It's a very primal experience.
I love curling my toes under. My dad says it's because I'm partially Armenian, but I'll buy my shoes just slightly bigger so I can curl them wherever, whenever. I love breaking the wooden chopsticks apart. I love pickling things -- red onions, radishes, carrots, cucumber, peppers -- it tastes delicious. I love putting pickled things on almost anything.
I...well I like reading all the articles on Snopes.com It's I/E I like when I have, say, one hundred dollars and getting down to the last twenty. I like having that unbroken twenty
