Where to begin? .....
I recognize I have a problem, but only feed my addiction on a daily basis by rearranging my schedule to accommodate said addiction...
I carry my iPad around from room to room listening to the live feed as I try to be a productive member of my family ( have become adept at propping I pad anywhere, be it the laundry room, kitchen, etc) I also have an old laptop that I set up to view WS as I am streaming and get stressed if I fall behind while making dinner etc...time my drink breaks to sidebars or recesses....
.....I have a pervasive sense of anxiety if I so much as miss a minute when answering the door for the pizza delivery guy...and laugh to myself when I think of the inside joke of the UPS man...
.....I have unhealthy word associations with certain food items including specific candies such as Tootsie Pops, Toberelone, Strawberry Frapuccinos , Cinnabons etc.- and I can't even mention tossed salads or cream pies....WARNING: it is not advisable for anyone to consult the Urban Dictionary under any circumstance.... Trust me on this...
I like to throw out certain words like edify, discombobulated and whoredom around...
My search engine has a history which includes, but is not limited to: how old are the seven dwarfs, how does one pronounce Arias, and do hippos really go camping?.....
When I saw KCL on Dr Drew I was so proud, that I turned to my DH and said..."that's one of my peeps!"....he looked at me concerned...to which I replied..."Really, honey- I know her from court!"......
I have the Arizona State Seal ingrained on the back of my eyelids..... And like to pretend I am a judge....ApproacH, sustained, asked and answered, objection relevance....are all phrases I silently acknowledge as pertaining to real life, ordinary situations...
.....my twin and I have ever so many jokes about ...memory problems, riggghtttt etc. that it may appear we have reverted back to our old "twin language" that we shared until we were three...
.....I am a voracious reader and do not have time for novels anymore, though I secretly pretend I am reading them so my family does not know how obsessed I really am...
Oh dear...I could go on and on...that's probably a bad sign there...
So yeah...
My name is Basilcat and I am addicted...