- I cannot be touched by bare feet. At all. Ever. Not in bed, not at the beach. Feet covered with socks are tolerable, as long as the socks are freshly washed.
- I organize everything. I'd even organize my ex- boyfriend's things. He'd come home with a new movie or book or album, I'd hover nearby, breathlessly waiting for him to walk out of the room so I could file it away. Alphabetically and according to genre. I go a little nuts about my husband's record album collection. He has his own system for organizing and IT MAKES NO SENSE.
- I don't like to breathe used air. It has nothing to do with bad breath or crooked teeth. I just don't like breathing other people's used air. It only gets awkward at night when cuddling.
- I organize my closets according to type and then length of hem or sleeve.
- I collect things obsessively. If I like something, I must own all things related to it. I may never look at the other things again once I've acquired them, but acquire them I must.
- All the books on the shelves are organized by color because I saw that link in the comments and it was like coming home.
dec 5 2006 ∞
jan 2 2014 +