- Anything furry: velvet, velour, suede.
- Cats doing that pulsey-clawery thing.
- Biting into a wooden lolly sticks. Sometimes this catches you by surprise.
- Touching inside my belly button- weirds me out.
- Seaweed in the sea.
- Peach skin.
- Old dish cloths that smell of damp.
- Chalk on a blackboard.
- Trying to think about the fact that the universe goes on forever.
- Drinking Styrofoam mugs.
- Dust on a duster. The dust seems to get lodged in the creases of your hand.
- Toilet brushes. A necessary evil, but the whole concept grosses me out.
- The hand of the boy in my class who had warts.
- Cows tongues. As rough as sandpaper.
- Rotten flower stalks that stink of raw shit. Gladioli are the worst offenders.
- The smell of Butchers. Too periody.
- Having an itch on the roof of my mouth.
- The thought of paper cuts between your fingers.
- Those troughs of water you're suppose to wash your feet in before going in a public pool.
- Doing that stretch that involves bending your wrist right back.
- Hamsters, gerbils, mice. To sketchy.
- Taramasalata.
Sometime, about a year ago, I suddenly started hating the tube. 2 minutes at a signal and I am freaking out.
To take my mind off things I begun writing lists, each inspired by my journey on the underground.
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Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Stuff that makes my skin crawl
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