Bad habits

1) Logging in to check my personal email and LiveJournal before logging into my office Lotus Notes, even if I've arrived late.

2) Bringing my breakfast to work rather than leaving myself enough time to eat at home.

3) Walking down the hall to the pilot plant guys' office with feeble excuses, but really just to get Tootsie Rolls they keep in a beaker there.

4) Reading other people's LJ entries over and over without posting, just because I'm feeling in a fog.

5) Dreaming about tiny chihuahuas kissing. Well, actually, this isn't really a habit, but it was an odd piece of last night's dream. I can't quite figure out how, if at all, it might relate to the cramping pain I've had in my left calf since about 2 am.

Unthinkable

When I was a little girl, I had a toy robot that was actually an eight track player. It came with trivia tapes and utilized the four tracks to let you press buttons to answer and get different responses. I also used to play my father's limited selection of regular eight-track tapes on it.

The main thing I remember listening to, over and over, was a tape of songs by Jim Croce. For some reason today, I've got these lyrics in my head:
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Jim.

So my question to you all this afternoon is this: In your experience, what are some other things that you just don't do?