10 Random Things No One Cares About

1. I am horrible at keeping promises to myself. I can tell myself to exercise everyday, and invariably I won't do it everyday. I can tell myself to write everyday, and invariably . . . you get the idea. Even though this is the case, I'm great at keeping promises to other people. I think it might be a matter of saying something out loud in order to make my thoughts entrenched in reality instead of thoughts simply floating in the ether--in the echoing cavern of what could be considered my brain. Still, broken promises to myself sometimes drive me nuts, and the older I become the more I think the promises one makes to one's self are just as important, if not more important, than the promises to others.
2. I'm moody. Of course anyone who knows me knows that. Little things can really get on my nerves by the end of the day. I am, however, strangely calm when the excrement hits the A/C.
3. I have a cymbal addiction. I love the damn things. Some of my friends think I have a problem, and one of them jokes that if a tornado ever hits my house, people will find me in many pieces, chopped up by flying cymbals. But there's a reason I have so many different cymbals: different sounds illicit different responses, even from the drummer, not just the listener. And they're shiny! (Well, some of them are. Some are ugly, dirty bastards, but I like those cymbals, too.) Who doesn't like shiny things?
4. Similar to my dog, I can't stand vacuum cleaners. They're noisy and annoying. You'd figure that, since I bang the drums, the noise wouldn't bother me, but there's nothing musical about it. It's just white noise. As I vacuum, I have to fight the urge to go down on all fours and bite the shit out of it, then mark my territory to remind the noisy thing not to enter certain rooms.
5. I feel a little lost on weekends, especially in the morning. Without work or some kind of structure, I feel a lack of a sense of direction until I'm totally awake. I might very well bitch about Mondays, but I actually enjoy going back to the grind.
6. I have a dark sense of humor and I curb it around people I don't know well. Actually, I curb it a little around everyone, even people I know really well. I don't think anyone wants to hear some of the crap that splats on the walls of my mind.
7. Writing a novel is one of my goals. Eventually I'll finish one. The problem is that I have a few stories in my head, but I grow bored with them--because I already know the stories. For some reason it's difficult for me to get excited about something when I already know the ending.
8. I have a webbed toe on my right foot. For any of you who have foot fetishes, I'll be happy to make your day or disgust you, and the more disgusted you are, the more I'll laugh (not that a webbed toe is disgusting in my opinion).
9. I'd like to see most of the U.S. before every going overseas. Why the hell would I want to see another country when I haven't seen most of the things my backyard has to offer?
10. The Cookie Monster, Animal, from the Muppet Show, Wiley Coyote, the Tazmanian Devil and Foghorn Leghorn are my favorite childhood characters.