staring blankly at my navel

last night i had an epiphany of sorts. i was in the 13th note watching a band when someone got up and bumped the table on the way past. before i knew it i had moved it back into place.

and there it was – the thunderbolt moment. a microcosm of my personality.

oh god, i thought, that’s what i am:

the kind of person that straightens the table in a rock bar.


8 thoughts on “staring blankly at my navel

  1. If it makes you feel any better, I’m the kind of person who puts other people’s coloured pencils into the ‘correct’ order (although I’m never sure about where the brown ones should go) and insists on finishing jigsaw puzzles without ever looking at the picture on the box cause that would be cheating.

  2. Predictably, it’s quite organised although I stopped short of having compartments. Three drawers for socks and underwear – top one is knickers, next one is socks (slipper socks, long songs, short socks in that order) and the last one is bras and stockings/tights. In the words of Hiro, I scare me.

  3. ironically my wardrobe is an utter hell hole. the one part of my life i could actually do with being a control freak over…

  4. I’m the kind of person who tidies-the-straws-and-sorts-them-into-black -or-red at a rock bar. But the o/c me is disengaged after 4 schooners, and I become the I’m the kind of person who knocks the straws over as I pick up my beer from the bar-top…

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