[Cadaverous Pallor]

Ok, here's my major idiosynchrasy (read: mental instability):

You know how you have a bunch of pens and pencils? Way too many to ever use? And just when you start using them up you get a bunch more for free? And sometimes they just disappear far before you've used them up?

I hate that.

I love it when you use up a pencil. Get it so damn small that it hurts your hand to use it. You get to actually throw it out! Same goes for pens. A really trusty pen that is with you for 5 years and dies a natural death is a great thing. At my old job I had actually seperated out the small pencils and used them exclusively. I think I used up 5 pencils in my time there - awesomeness.

I dont' know why I actually attribute some emotion to this, but I do.

Same goes for notepads and many other consumables. You know when you pull a Q-tip out of the box, and another Q-tip clings to it and falls to the bathroom floor? Then, of course, you pick it up and throw it away - no way that floor Q-tip is getting into your ear. Well isn't that kind of sad? Cotton grown, trees milled, bleaching and processing and packaging, only to never reach usefulness, to be discarded before its time? I swear, it actually makes me sad (though only really minutely sad, obviously).

Now you know!