ISYA..... keeping your houses tidy with spit.
ISYA..... dancin' your experimental moves on the quiet.
ISYA..... with yer wrinkly knees
ISYA..... smilin' on the wrong side of your mouth
ISYA.....

dunno could work what you fink?

ISYA.... hit your kids when you think no one's looking
ISYA.... run that red light
ISYA.... use your car trunk as a storage bin
ISYA.... "sample" the produce

ISYA....

ISYA...making random aesthetic decisions
ISYA...inch shiftily about your keyboards
ISYA...wearing the wrong shade shoes
ISYA...prevaricating in the voting booth

ISYA...

ISYA ... trying to come up with new Offtopic Discussion threads
ISYA ... trying to emulate my wit and humour on said threads
ISYA ... ...

Heyyy!! ... (*ducks just in time as he indeed SYA aiming that right shoe*)

ISYA ... have terrible aim and throwing arms

:oP

ISYA.....dodging flying shoes
ISYA.....peering into cupboards
ISYA.....making mental notes
ISYA.....looking puzzled at the mirror

ISYA..... trying to make a thread survive that has no chance
ISYA..... plotting to say "well your contributing, aren't ya"
ISYA..... bite an onion for no apparent reason, because you secretly enjoyed that gross dare and couldn't drop the habit.
ISYA..... Trip and fall down them stairs. BAHA

Is that what your supposed to even do? lol

Believe you got it in one, Ashley. :o)


ISYA ... coveting my cookies (never underestimate the omniscient powers of the CookieMonster :oP)
ISYA ... making promises that you knew well then and there, that you could not keep (tsk and ... tsk)
ISYA ... steal glances back at the panhandler and wonder about the 'how?'
ISYA ... bring your own 'supplies' into a public restroom (can't find fault here, as my own sensitive 'skin' accepts nothing under two-ply)

ISYA....Missing bits of your newly washed face with the towel
ISYA....clumsily trying to do two jobs at once
ISYA....trying to make sense of the written word
ISYA....being thoughtful and kind to your fellow and other creatures....

Nice on four. :o)


ISYA ... walk into work wearing mismatched socks 'cause of a ... ahem ... late evening the night before
ISYA ... double-dipping on the chip fronts
ISYA ... bite your tongues at your boss' bad and inappropriate jokes
ISYA ... make a snow angel, when you thought no one was looking

ISYA....trying to find some quality negative space with aesthetic possibilities
ISYA....struggling with concepts
ISYA....missing the point
ISYA....talking about biscuits rather excessively

oops

ISYA ... staring at the same place your cat was staring at ... and remaining puzzled.
ISYA ... batter your 'snooze' button mercilessly in the morning, day after day ... after day.
ISYA ... raise your speaking voice when you have encountered and while conversing with someone, who doesn't speak your native tongue.
ISYA ... leave the restrooms, without ... washing your hands.

ewwww....not wash hands? so not cool.. *shudders* :~)

ISYA... sneaking unchained pens out from the bank
ISYA... going off topic and running away with the point
ISYA... perfecting your skill at 'inter cubicle communication' using various methods and media
ISYA... trying new caedes offtopic threads to expand your vast empire and overall dominance over the site and connected forums... or is that IV'E SEEN ME >:D

ISYA.....overthinking it
ISYA.....laying it on thick
ISYA.....with the stench of burnt animal molecules permeating your clothes and homes
ISYA.....with your irritations

ISYA ... wondering if the grass, is indeed, greener on the other side (it isn't by the way, and needs cutting)
ISYA ... writing to various editors once upon a time, all towards the ends of bringing back Doonesbury (and ... I salute you, those of you that did ... Broadway? er ... no)
ISYA ... step over that crack in the sidewalk, avert the path of a black cat, sidestep an overhead ladder, not plan anything for Friday the Thirteenth
ISYA ... in the Northern Hemisphere frantically ticking off the remaining days of winter, all towards the ends of speeding up the arrival of spring (*goes back to the task at hand of sharpening pointy things ... *)

Quit peeking Les...

*muttering only about 4 weeks till Spring*. 1,2,3,4,5 :o)

ISYA...being eco friendly most of the time
ISYA...quietly but persistently self replicating your DNA.
ISYA...rather splendidly and philanthropically sharing your ideas and skills.
ISYA...making your way to this exact point in time.

ISYA enjoying decorating the Xmas tree, oh yes you too, just admit it!

ISYA making a wishlist for Santa, you still believe huh :oD *um..let me tell you something, there's no Santa *

ISYA laugh out loud when it was snowing and you thought no one would see or hear.

ISYA frown and can hear you thinking, doesn't she has anything 'els'e to do....lol...

ISYA...hoping to goodness this thread would re-emerge.
ISYA...hmm! hmm! humming bits of carrols.
ISYA...deliberately sitting sideways.
ISYA...thrillingly come back after an absence.

ISYA....shoveling the snow of your driveway with pleasure

ISYA....making snowballs and throw them against your sons bedroomwindow while he is in there with a girlfriend...*o la la*

ISYA....walking in the garden to see if there is already some spring of life, 'cause your tired of winter

ISYA....not taking the time to relax, there's more in life then work, work and work!!

How do you shovel pleasure and why would you want it all over your driveway?

Snow, Sam, Shovel the snow on the driveway.

*edit /\ the snow in for your :oP*

ISYA ... tracking the increasing daylight hours, from behind heavy-lidded eyes.

ISYA ... try to lick your own elbows, from time to time.

ISYA ... comfortably reading ingredients from a food product's packaging, while comsuming:

calcium propionate, sodium nitrate, sodium nitrite, sulfites (sulfur dioxide, sodium bisulfite, potassium hydrogen sulfite, etc.) and disodium EDTA

... without a care.


ISYA ... making furtive movements towards that last piece of cake. (Just ... don't. The alarm system is, in fact, armed. :oP)

ISYA......Re-gifting.
ISYA......fussing about laying the table.
ISYA......quaffing....yes blatantly quaffing.
ISYA......vogueing plump...post pudding.

ISYA ... step outside your doors, glance upwards at the lights put up for the 'season' ... and unceremoniously dismiss that chore till.. next week.

ISYA ... still eating leftover turkey, in it's various culinary concoctions.

ISYA ... let your Xmas trees 'give up the ghost', waterings having concluded some days ago.

ISYA ... wondering, when looking at this thread ... how 'four' became the magical number of individual items/posts.

ISYA ... just make it inside your doors, only to collapse from the day's journey.

ISYA ... stop .. and stare at your computer monitors, wondering how did 'we' get to this point?

ISYA ... smile back at a child, coo at a baby.

ISYA ... look at a sunset, discovering the beauty around us ... once again.

ISYA... look out the window and sling your camera round your neck.
ISYA... wander around, focusing on flowers.
ISYA... return inside the house when someone calls 'coffee!'
ISYA... grab a chocolate biscuit.

ISYA ... reach into the back of the grocery shelves to retrieve the items with the latest 'expiry' date.

ISYA ... not separating your recyclables into their allotted bins.

ISYA ... checking the boards and discussion groups, anxiously awaiting the announcement of forthcoming/new episodes of "Breaking Bad". ('Tis a great show.)


ISYA ... stare blankly at a 'new' file opened up in (*insert name of program/software here*) waiting for inspiration to come and then ... take those first few tentative creative steps.

(Just.. do it! (*shakes fist*))

Nope. Going downstairs for more card games. :-)

ISYA... furtively reading the Horoscope section when no one's looking.
ISYA... raising your eyebrows at what you read on the internet.
ISYA... shivering in the chilly twilights.
ISYA... reaching for something warm to wear.

ISYA...peeking in your mother's underwear drawer.
ISYA...sneaking beers from your drunk friends cooler.
ISYA...drink enough to make you think you can drive.
ISYA...in the soup line.

ISYA...eating to much in the last week of December
ISYA...drinking to much on NewYears Eve
ISYA...hanging on the couch, instead of doing some work-outs

ISYA...making a virtue of thrift
ISYA...taking short cuts
ISYYA...abbreviating
ISYA...pretending not to pretend.

ISYA ... search frantically for the mute button for that surreptitiously placed (and annoying as all heck) ad on a webpage.

ISYA ... lather and rinse.. and not repeat once again, per instructions.

ISYA ... ponder the instructions on the packaging of Pop-Tarts ®.

ISYA ... staring with anxiety filled eyes when your pc started to make.. 'noises'. (Crossed fingers and all.)