If you want a lame and boring answer, I could say the same as
everybody else: Food, Water, Air, Sex
, toilet paper and computers
But how about something other than the obvious:
I don't really need people
in my life, but I do need to be
able to be with people once in a while. It's not just the sex
because I only need one or two warm bodies for that. It's like I
just enjoy observing people in their own interactions with each
other. I feel like I'm with them even without intruding on their
back and fourth into my list of needs. When I'm cold, coffee keeps
. When I'm
sad, coffee cheers me up. When my breath is bad, coffee makes it
worse (ok, so that's not a good thing, but thought it was funny
that I can blame it on the coffee). The Starbucks
Pumpkin spice with 60% more
syrup added is really good, followed by the Caramel drinks (both
hot and cold). Lately my standard drink has been the 16oz Hot
Mocha, at 120deg F., mixed with 5 Splenda packs and non-fat milk.
Most of the local coffee stands (in Oak Harbor WA) know my drink by
now. Since I moved to CA, I would have had to rely on the expensive
that, but I got smart and bought myself a Mr. Coffee espresso
machine and bean grinder. Now I can be happy every morning, from
the coffee I mean.
I have this tick with my watch (no, it's digital and quiet). If I'm
not wearing it, I go nuts. I look at the time more than 20 times an
hour, and half the time don't even realize it or remember what time
it is when somebody asks me. If I remove it to let my skin air out,
I still look at my wrist and then have to think about where my
watch is at to make sure I didn't lose it. Crazy huh? I also had to
get one with the radio receiver in it so it can get a time update
every night from the radio signal out of Bolder Colorado (and many
other places around the world). Now I know I'm on time and nobody
with any other type of watch can prove me wrong.
I need adventure. When I was younger, I used to go out looking for
a dark scarey alley to explore, or sometimes just to go driving
around checking out unexplored areas of the neighborhood.
Washington has presented me with a beautiful landscape and plenty
of hiking trails. Now that I am back in San Diego, I've been going
out on my mountain bike more. Sadly, my current command forbids
travel to Mexico.
I can't go anywhere without my pens. I always carry at least two.
At work, I even carry a fine tipped Sharpie and a narrow
highlighter. I have to fault my memory for that. My short term
memory gives me trouble, which is a blessing for getting over
arguments but its a tremendous burden in general. With a pen handy,
I can take notes of things, give out my phone number, sign receipts
(I use my credit cards for everything, and pay them off each
month). I now use my phone a lot for taking notes and pictures just
to save paper. I also take at least two pens with me when I go out.
Did I already say that?
And lastly, without organization, I am in chaos. A messy house, or
even just stuff being stacked on my desk can drive me nuts. It
reminds me too much of my parrents' lifestyle, and it makes me feel
cramped (please no comments on that one ladies, LOL). My latest
education in Database design has driven me furthur to organize my
job and home life. I'm not a neat freak. I can leave a shirt laying
around here and there like anyone else, especially if I don't
believe its too dirty to wear again later. I also don't dust out my
computer tower as often as I should. I think its more about my
memory. If I can't park my car in the same place every day, I have
to think really hard where I put it (but they have an ap for that).
It's like that with my house (and apartment) too.