Generally speaking, I probably should be an addict. All of the signs are there. For example, when I’m stressed or depressed about something, I turn to mind-numbing activities to chase the anxiety away. I’d rather prop my eyes open with toothpicks and dope myself up on really really bad reality TV for hours than face an uncomfortable frustration that needs to be faced. But, fortunately, addiction is just too much of a commitment for me. I have a hard time staying interested in anything super routine for an extended amount of time. It becomes uninteresting.
Of course there are exceptions. And, fortunately, I think all of my “addictions” are harmless–they’re focused on certain foods and, of course, boys. First, the foods. If I ever meet you at a restaurant for breakfast, rest assured that I’m gonna order steak and eggs. Every time. Sure, I’ll look at the menu and give it a once over. But, I’m just amusing you; I already know what I’m gonna order. Same with dessert. If I’m ever so lucky to have dessert with you (you sexy anonymous reader), I’ll order chocolate cake slightly heated. “And, what if there’s no chocolate cake on the menu?” you might ask. Well, in that case, I pick whichever dessert has the most amount of chocolate in it.
Ahhhh … and, then there’s my addiction to boys. If I’m in the company of a group of eligible men, 99.9875% of the time, I’m gonna go for the tall one who’s kind of a pretty boy with a yummy accent, a winning smile and dark hair spiked up with product. Almost every time. And, if I’m gonna mention a celebrity boy on the Funky Brown Chick (my blog), 99.9875% of the time, it’s probably gonna be Curtis Stone, Daniel Sunjata, Paul Walker, or Zinedine Zidane. I can’t help it; I know what I like. OMG!!!! Imagine pouring chocolate sauce over Curtis Stone’s naked body. Or, or, or this … Imagine eating a steak and egg breakfast at a table for four that includes Zinedine Zidane, two hotties from Spain, and me. Ahhhh, that sounds so good. I think I just had a mini-orgasm in my panties just thinking about it. Okay. I’m all better. So, now, it’s your turn. Confession time: What are your favorite vices, routines, habits or addictions?
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Ok, I think I have 3
1) TV- I mean in all of it’s good and bad renditions. Sure there are things I don’t watch but on a whole I love it. Here is an example, I got giddy because Showtime On Demand had all 8 episodes of this season’s Sleeper Cell available after it premiered Sunday night. I have already watched all 8 of them and now I am wondering what to do (didn’t think that all the way through). I am sad Dexter ends Sunday and I have to find a new a Sunday show.
2) Men- I love them!!! I love to look at them, love to smell them, and love to listen to them. No matter how mad I can be at certain men, at certain times…I always love men in general. It frustrates me (like any good addiction) that I can’t find the one to be my fix!!!
3) Cooking- I love to cook. It is what I do when I need to think, when I need to vent, when I need to scream, and when I need a break from reality. I am addicted to TV Shows about cooking, recipes, and websites about cooking.
Yep, I have addictions but I don’t want any help getting over them. I can get my fixes pretty easily :)
I’m totally with you on the chocolate thing. I think eating anything non-chocolately on the dessert menu is just wrong and mainly weird. I suppose on a broader scale you could say I need a sugar fix in the morning to get me going. It used to be Frosties with sugar on top along with a mug of hot chocolate but now I’ve switched to Kellogs Crunchy Nut with Milk Chocolate Curls (yes I’m a cereal junkie, and yes typing that out makes my mouth water!).
Does knowing what you want beforehand consist of an addiction? Then I guess I’m addicted to Malibu and Orange or Vodka-Lime-And-Lemonade or a Margarita as my poison of choice. Sure I’ll try fancy cocktails if given a chance but these are my safe drinks, drinks I can order off the top of my head without having to go “ummmm…”.
Coffee, coffee and more coffee. I like a flat white with triple shot of espresso with no sugar.
Lately, it has been warm melted mud cake with french vanilla ice cream. I have em both at home and had a piece lastnite, I honestly can’t remember those few minutes.. it’s divine.
It’s been 11 months and 13 days since I have had any alcohol, but I seem to have replaced it with lots of chocolate and Coke Zero!
I still wonder why i’m having trouble revealing the last two of my supposed six pack!
I keep very few addictions for the long run. Most come and go with the season. Of course, the few that hang on are the worst and most self-destructive:
1. Drinking
2. Porn
3. Spending
4. Speed (not the drug)
Orgasms… pure and simple…
I actually wrote a post on my old blog about it…
History Chic: I like your addictions!
Darwin: Exactly. Non-chocolate desserts are just a waste of calories. I’ve never tried Malibu orange, but I have tried Malibu Pineapple. Sweet, but yummy.
Momok: I had an “incident” with coffee several years ago. I haven’t been the same since.
Dragonslayer: You’re honest about your addictions; I give you credit for that.
Little A: Just visited it & commented. I *LOVE* the post! :)
Sleeping in…for me it’s a necessary decadence on a Sunday morning. I love to sleep, that warm haze between dreaming and waking is heavenly.
My food addiction would also have to be chocolate and for savoury food it would be champ(mashed potatoes with scallions and knob of butter, Irish classic)
Online addictions: other than reading all the blogs in my bookmarks it would be Bebo, similar to myspace and friendster, you never realise how long you’ve been on it, I daresay that’s why I haven’t been blogging recently.
So THAT’S where you’ve been!!! I was starting to wonder. :)
Where to start…
Agree 100% on the Chocolate thing, but only the non-American kind, ditto with my caffeine, cheese, and bread…
Otherwise, I’d say laughing, kissing and… pretty much anything else that helps me battle/live with my oral fixation. Damn I miss smoking.
(extra small type: and my, beep beep, computer/internet, the first step to healing is admitting it, ain’t it?)
Ah, yes, kissing is such a *wonderful* addiction.