Every once in a while, when I am on the web and I have run through my normal routine (email, blog subscriptions, random thoughts I feel I must look up) I will reach a point where I decide it's time to Stumble. If you're not familiar with StumbleUpon then visit their site, get the toolbar and start stumbling. It can be fun.
Today I stumbled upon a website called I Am Neurotic. When I started reading the posts, I wasn't sure whether to laugh, cry, or just stare blankly at the screen. The most concerning thing to me is that I just KNOW that there is something I can or probably even should post there. Almost like a neurotic desire to share being neurotic. The bad part...at the moment, I can't seem to think of the things that would think appropriate to post!
And the worst part...I subscribed to their RSS feed!
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About Me
- Dustin
- I started out in a bit of a rough neighborhood. I used to hang out and play basketball in the school yard, until a couple of young men who contributed to the "roughness" of the neighborhood started picking on me. I was involved in a small, but startling altercation with these boys and this frightened my mom, so she said I was going to live with her sister and brother-in-law over in Los Angeles... No, wait...I think that was the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Nevermind, that wasn't like my life at all.
3 comments:
Wow, this neurotic OCD gal could certainly fit right in with those peeps!
I checked this out and it is funny! I was tempted to post that I scream and run when I see cotton balls, but I didn't.
I figured it would probably come back to haunt me in some job interview or something :)
Its okay, nobody needs a neurosis. I like the cotton-balls one though!
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