(from 2 July 2006)
Finally back to using the prompts Katie gave me.
20 things that annoy me, why they annoy me, and who does them:
1. Talking during movies.
Mel does it a bit, lots of other people, too. My dad does sometimes on purpose to make me angry. I can't concentrate on teh movie when people do it. And it's such a basic thing, too. It's universally understood that talking during a movie is annoyting to other people so why do it?!
2. The way mens' voices rattle my head.
When men talk there's a low droning sound underneath the actual speech. Some have it at such a frequency that it makes my head vibrate. I can feel it in my jaw and ears and eyes and even my chest sometimes. [for this reason, i have sometimes have trouble laying on a guy's chest and having a conversation at the same time.]
3. The kids down the block
They don't know that they can't just come over and go wherever they want and ask to eat all my food. Seriously.
4. When my sister won't stop talking.
If there's a periosd of long silence she'll say all kinds of random stuff to try an dstart a conversation. It usually makes me want to be alone.
5. The digesting sound I make.
It's dumb and I'm trying to stop, but it's not working. I hope it doesn't annoy my roommates too much.
6. Alarm clock sounds in movies/on TV.
They usually only let it go for 3 buzzes, but it just makes me furious. I hate that sound enough in the morning, but during the day is just something else.
7. The sound of long fingernails scratching skin.
It's high pitched and makes me vibrate just like the voice thing. And it makes me think that there's dead skin all over.
8. When this guy at work thinks he has to touch me every time he goes by.
Ulgh. He's a creep and doesn't respect women. He's gross and the attention was sort of cut at first but now...no.
9. The neighbors.
They suck. They dont' answer their door when I knowck and they make the back yard smell like smoke.
10. When my mom has her boyfriend over without telling me.
I see it as an intrusion. I become the guest when he's here. My job is to make myself scarce. And it's such a simple thing to ask for! A day's warning. Not hard.
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