Bad Habits

My snoring is not a bad habit - it is involuntary. Therefore I have no bad habits.

I don't know what my bad habits are, I suppose I should ask Paul. I don't like the way other people wash dishes, I will actually rip dishes out of his hands if I see him doing them wrong (Wash the back of the plate as carefully as the front!!! Even if you don't eat off the back, if you stack them up, the dirt on the back will GET on the front!) But that's more about HIS bad habit than mine...

Oh, I know! I will eat all the chocolate in the house, no matter how well hidden it is. I cannot leave it alone.

Bill

Smoking. Eating too fast. Dropping hair everywhere (I do indeed do it on purpose, to mark my territory. Better than pissing on stuff). Shouting. Eating split ends (mine). Nose picking - though this did once win me a can of lager at Glastonbury and gave us all the opportunity to scare a young crusty by shouting 'do you know what a grolley is?' at him.

(N.B. Saying what? loudly / mouthing instead of speaking when someone has temporary deafness is one of the world's funniest jokes)

ILE of course is a hard habit to break. I'm just not sure if its a bad habit or not.

Turn-ons include ingrown toenails, hair clots in the shower, and the letter Q.

It is only because I am almost beyond reproach that I can diss him on the internet thus.

Other than that, I enjoy all of my most horrible smells. The worse, the better. Except puke, I guess. Puke would pretty much be flushed right away...

Crud in eyes by the way is known as "sleep" round my way, though someone tweeer (twee-er?) than me refers to it as "sleepy dust".

Thank you for DESTROYING MY WORLD. I'm completely convinced that you're a great person, but remind me not to share my spoon with you.

My worst habit is procastination in almost every form imaginable. This leads me to a tendency for tardiness, chronic laziness, and incorrigable messiness. I used to bite my fingernails constantly, but now only do it sporadically. I also had an almost pathological obsession with public nudity, but that disappeared once I got into a serious relationship (funny, that).

"Butt" = self-evident "Eating" + "Butt" + "Lint" = CREEPING HORROR FROM THE DAWN OF TIME (for me, at least)

CREEPINGER HORROR FROM BEFORE THE DAWN OF TIME!!

More top Emma bad habits I've just remembered: leaning over pans of food on the hob with fag in mouth dropping ash into food; boredly picking off bits of old toenail varnish and dropping them about me so when I get up I am surrounded by flecks of purple / blue / red.

Oh wait, no, that's lint, not earwax.

Best tool for removing earwax: grow little finger of right hand excessively long. Does the trick nicely. Of course, then people will think that you have a heavy coke habit, but still.

Pete, have you never even had a hangover?

kevin enas more like kiefin anus

Somebody give me some exclamations of astonishment other than "holy ____!" Variants in current use include "holy shit" "holy crap" "holy moses" and "holy simoleons" for some reason. Do I even need to be exclaiming anything at all? I really wish I could get my verbal communications in order and not be such a font of repetitive tics.

Here's another one. Someone will tell me something of little interest to me, and I'll reply "I bet." It could be anything: "Did you see the news - ISIS killed another hostage!" "I bet!" What the fuck am I doing here?

when my fingernails start to get to the point of needing cutting but not being 'long', I incessantly click index and thumbnails together to where it makes a loud, audible sound. it doesn't come across as that loud to me, but my friend cannot take it at all. she goes "ROB you're doing it again!"

I was leading a virtual training class once and doing it without realizing and someone on the line kept asking what the weird sound was, and it was the sound of my fingernails clicking.

I can't stop, and yet I don't chew or bite them at all. I usually stop it by cutting them, but that usually only keeps me at bay for a week.

clickity clack

Here's another one. Someone will tell me something of little interest to me, and I'll reply "I bet." It could be anything: "Did you see the news - ISIS killed another hostage!" "I bet!" What the fuck am I doing here?

like of course I’m busy with shit but it’s like, my brain just spits that out.

"I bet" is my go to when someone is talking to me about something that I have no clue about and not picking up on the fact that Im lost.

or when I literally can't hear what is being said.

leaving things to the last minute, by which time unforeseen events mean it's actually too late.

clicking my damn fingernails