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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

As Good As It Gets

I think I have obsessive compulsive disorder.

I once ate ramen noodles for every meal of the day, for 64 days straight, until one day I decided that just the mear thought of ramen noodles made me throw up. Just like that. I haven't eaten ramen noodles since. But my obession with chicken fried rice is growing.

Every night I set and reset my alarm clock 5 times in a row, just to make sure that it's still set for 7:00 and that the setting is set for AM and not PM. The ironic part is that I never wake up at 7am. I usually wait til about 8am to roll out of bed.

I cannot leave my house unless my bed is made. I don't care if my house is burning down, while I happen to be naked in the shower, and I have to frantically run outside in order to save my own life. Naked. I will make sure that my bed is made before I leave.

I am obsessed with this show. If I don't watch at least 3 repeat episodes of it every night, then my life is not complete.

Since December of 2004, I start every work day by listening to Damien Rice's "The Blower's Daughter."

Even though I went on a date, this past weekend, with a really really really fabulous guy, who happens to be good looking, smart, funny, out going, a DOCTOR, and, well, pretty much perfect, I am soooooooo obsessed with Guy #6 (who is HOT, but not smart, not funny, not out going, and who has no job) that while on said date with said doctor, all I could think about is when I could sneak in a secret text message to Guy #6 to see if he wanted to hang out when I got home.

Everything in my life is set up in right angles. It's all 90 degrees, all the time. When I'm feeling crazy, I'll throw in a 45 degree angle.

Did I mention my obsession with Guy #6? Shoot me now. He's my heroin. Such a rush...so addicting...but not good for my health.

posted by The Merry Widow at 5:31 PM |


Commented by Anonymous Anonymous:

I am only OCD in one area. When I start something I can't stop until it is complete. When I do decide to clean, I really clean and then nothing seems clean enough. I have to finish or I can't think straight. This does get in the way because I won't start stuff just knowing what it will do to me.

My Guy #6 is driving me batty. He stopped by on Saturday, I had not layed eyes on him in 7 1/2 months. He shows his face. He's very bad for me, I know this, my friends tell me this. Yet, I still have that small hope in the back of my head that he will leave his wife (yes, wife) and come to where he belongs. He knows it and I know it! Life sucks sometimes! I'm not a home wrecker, which is why he's still with the wife! Why must I be attracted to someone I can't have. I want to move on, but then he stops by and I get caught up in him again. Must move on.

Oh, Merry Widow please come to F & H on Friday, we will all have a good time and we can talk about our Guy #6's and an episode of Sex & the City I watched the other night that relates to it all.


Nekkid's other roomie!

November 02, 2005 6:45 PM 
Commented by Blogger Pissy Britches:

You sound pretty normal to me.
Hell, that sounds like every girlfriend I have.
Do what is fun. It will all fall into place.
Glad your Hooker Ass is back!

November 02, 2005 7:22 PM 
Commented by Blogger mrtl:

Sounds more like autism to me. Do you buy all of your underwear at KMart?

November 03, 2005 12:11 AM 
Commented by Anonymous Dr Phil:

mrtl is being funny.
I do worry about you in a big brotherly sort of way. If you are confident about yourself, then your date will be a match. when there is such a mismatch, be on alert for what you are hiding about yourself, from your self

November 03, 2005 12:14 AM 
Commented by Blogger Caroline:

That's right, listen to Dr. Phil, he's Opera's bitch, he knows what he's babbling about.

November 03, 2005 1:24 AM 
Commented by Blogger Nessa:

I think you should send the dr. to me - I hear rumor that I'm in line for a divorce. Just a suggestion :)

November 03, 2005 8:45 AM 
Commented by Anonymous Nilla:

Hmmm. I wouldn't call that OCD. It's a "if I died, what would people think as they rummaged through my shit" problem. I have it myself. Just threw out some stuff yesterday in case I croaked and my mom went through the closet. Anyway, Guy #6.... the rush won't last. Then what's left??

November 03, 2005 1:45 PM 
Commented by Blogger The Recovering Straight Girl:

Wow, Dr. Phil comments on your blog.

I make my bed every morning too; even if I know I'm taking the kids to school and then coming back to get right back in it, I make it.

I heart you MW; you seem like a normal enough hooker ass bitch to me.

November 03, 2005 2:58 PM 
Commented by Blogger Jessie:

Wow!! You are alive!

Ah, I don't think you are all that bad. We all have our strange little habits.

And about g uy #6....that must be so frustrating....i am in serious guy-hating mode right now...URGH!

November 03, 2005 7:33 PM 

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