Write about five idiosyncrasies....

I ended up on a blog called Rude Cactus by way of Pet Cobra's Blog which I went to from my new friend Beth's Website . On this website blog he spoke of Idiosyncrasies.

I laughed and laughed because I have SO many ... weird ones.
So... I thought I'd do it too since I couldn't think of the answers for the earlier blog I had about being stranded on an island.

1. Hair. Wet hair. Some dry hair. I can't stand hair on me. It's ok if it's on my head and dry. I can run my hands through my hair. If I get in the shower and I find hairs on me... eeeeEeEeeEeeEWwWwwwWWww Oh dear god I freak out until I get it off of me and down the drain. And let me go to wash my hands in a sink somewhere and there be hairs on the sink. If I didn't do #2 I might walk out.
(#2 means I have to figure out how to clean the sink).

2. I'm totally superstitious. I don't walk under ladders. I lick my finger and make a mark on the windshield if a black cat goes in front of me. I hate the number 66- (You know what goes there) and knock on wood to keep from jinxing myself. Oh.. the list goes on.

3. I won't eat leftovers after they've been in the fridge more than 48 hrs. I will not eat anything over the "Sell by" date nor will I eat anything that I think has been left out on the counter for to long. (More than say 60 mins?) I don't particularly like buffets, or company parties because you don't know who wipes their hands after doing #2.
Don't come into the kitchen when I'm cooking. Don't tell me how to cook something unless I ask and do NOT taste anything until I offer it. This one might get your ass kicked... I could probably think of more "food" stuff if I wasn't so damn tired.

4. I have a certain regimen when I get up in the mornings. If I mess up a step I inevitably leave the house without deodorant on. (Thats why there's extra deo in my drawer at work). I feel all weird like I can't get my shit together if I'm not strict about the regimen. Ohh.. and yes.. I to agree that the toilet paper'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">toilet paper should go over the top. Otherwise it might touch the floor.

5. I can't stand to get anything on my hands. Like dirt. Hair! (See #1). And if you were to hold me down and glob lard or crisco on my hands I'd probably die of a heart attack. To pick up trash (groddie trash), bugs (Ack.. thats one all on it's own), or just something gross... don't happen. Oh & I can't stand gloves.

Im sure I have a dozen more (or more) but I'm super tired and cant think of them.

Tell me what your idiosyncracies are....