I can’t …
Carry a tune. Know the plot of a movie or television show ahead of time and still enjoy the viewing experience. Sleep soundly when something’s on my mind. Drive a manual transmission. Abide by clutter.
I can …
Crack my knuckles, over and over and over, with no pause. Bake. Be very outgoing when I’m in a foreign environment (away from work and my everyday routine). Type 128 words per minute.
I won’t …
Read newspaper editorial pages anymore because I can’t take the tunnel vision on both sides of the issues. Willingly kiss a girl wearing ’stuff’ on her lips. Go anywhere near a fresh strawberry; the pungency triggers a strong gag reflex. Be embarassed when I fart.
I will …
Always wear my emotions on my sleeve. Always want a new car every few years, even though I know it’s a terrible waste of money and isn’t important to anything else in my life or values system. Always love Catherine.
I shouldn’t …
Use pain killers to help me go to sleep once in a while. Care so much about what other people think about me. Speak my mind so often. Crack my neck every 10 minutes. Spend so much time on the computer at home and at work.
I should …
Get over my fear of trying food. Stop by and see friends more often. Strive to be even snarkier towards Megan on Facebook. Smile more at the office. Spend more time trying to write creatively.
