Guilty PleasuresYou know, those little things you do when nobody else is around. OK so some of them are rude, but we reckon there are a whole lot more innocent ones out there: my g/f this morning admitted to climbing the stairs on all fours when I wasn't around, and loving it...
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chthonic, Thu 7 Apr 2005, 9:11)
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guilty as chargedOoooh, guilty pleasures. Let's see.
Accidentally adding vodka to the juice I drink with my meal when I'm on break at work (I work in a bar). Oops!
When I run out of clean underwear, I wear my bikini bottoms, and I get a thrill out of knowing that nobody else knows I am wearing them. (Backfired on me once when I took a boy home and he er... well, let's just say he noticed)
Putting my hamster in things and watching her poke her nose out. Anything. Cocktail glasses, empty (clean!) tin cans, socks, drawers, my pockets, anything.
Sorting money out into piles by size of coin.
Yelling at the TV/computer games
I have secret names for some of my friends, that I don't tell them because they are either derogatory or in general give away too much about what I think of that person
Sleeping with someone else's boyfriend, always fun
And finally, talking to said someone else, because it drives their boyfriend mad, and then pretending she started it. She even stops to talk to me in the street now. Winner. Gives this pleasing chill down the spine...
(, Sat 9 Apr 2005, 3:03, Reply)
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