Day 1: Admittance is the First Step

So today is Challenge day numero uno. The task is to write about the weird things I do when I’m alone. I can only think of a couple things off the top of my head because there isn't really anything that I wait with bated breath until I’m left alone to do. There’s no “Finally I’m alone, I can ________” with me. Also, I’m not sure if my idea of weird coincides with anyone else’s but whatever let’s move on. So without much more ado, here are some things I have done when left alone that (I think) are weird. 

I pretend that I’m:

•  hosting a cooking/talk/reality show.
• Beyonce and mock her dance moves
• A model in a runway show (multiple outfit changes)
• A singer/backup dancer in a video (You get the point) 
• I hold conversations with myself. Not thinking out loud. I mean legitimate 2 sided conversations, including head turning and hand gesticulations.

Talk to every single thing in the house. Like “Hey fridge, how you doin?”

There’s this agouti that kinda lives in my yard. Anytime he shows up I narrate his actions like one of those NatGeo Discovery Channel shows.

Seriously wonder what went on in the characters’ lives after the events of a movie or book end and invent some scenarios.

Attempt ballet and/or gymnastics and fail miserably.

Make stupid faces/poses in the mirror.

Take random pics and video

Do Google image searches on random words and numbers.

Laugh at the penises on Chat-roulette.

Troll adult chat rooms

Let curiosity get the better of me and watch fetish porn leaving me either confused, amazed or on the verge of throwing up (2 girls 1 cup *shudders*).

Drink! Lol.

 As I write this list I can’t help but think, “Dear Lord, I must sound crazier than a mofo”. So there you have it ladies and gentlefolk: evidence that I might be outta my mind. Feel free to take me to St. Anns. If not I shall catch up with you guys later. 

Besitos.