Call me kooky

Nothing Like Warm Undies on a cold morning.

I Got An Automated Teller Line When Calling A Customer Today. Weird.

Sometimes I wonder if I don’t have a touch of the ol’ OCD.  My big thing is doors.  I can’t stand doors that are partialy opened.  Juuuuuuuuust a crack drives me nuts.  This is compounded by the fact that mother likes to hang stuff from the doorknobs which prevents them from latching.  I keep walking down the hall on the way to my room and reclosing all the doors.

In short I’m nuts, but I think I already knew that.

Call me kooky, phosphers

Sometimes I wonder if I don’t have a touch of the ol’ OCD.  My big thing is doors.  I can’t stand doors that are partialy opened.  Juuuuuuuuust a crack drives me nuts.  This is compounded by the fact that mother likes to hang stuff from the doorknobs which prevents them from latching.  I keep walking down the hall on the way to my room and reclosing all the doors.

In short I’m nuts, but I think I already knew that.

Call me kooky, phosphers