I always seem to leave my room at 12:34 on the weekends?

I do the same thing. Also, not the exact same thing, but I compulsively add up the numbers on clocks, or try and make math equations out of them, phone numbers, addresses, etc.

I think it might be a mild case of OCD... haha.

I do the same thing. Also, not the exact same thing, but I compulsively add up the numbers on clocks, or try and make math equations out of them, phone numbers, addresses, etc.

 

I think it might be a mild case of OCD... haha.

That would seem reasonable as I've always seen patterns and organized things. Like I used to stack my books (when we weren't allowed a backpack (stupid middle school rules >>)) in size-ical order.

Where the hack are the other entries? O_o

Draft'd?

I can has surprise?

If the clocks in your life are rigged, then the ones in mine have like leprechauns inside them or sumthin lol.

Based on what I've come to see as the explanation for this phenomenon, I would take those weird clock times as little flags or question marks highlighting the thought or action you were engaged in at the particular moment just before you looked at the clock. Like someone telling you to pay attention. When I see one of these, I ask myself what significance, if any, there was to that thought or action. Sometimes it's obvious, sometimes it's nothing at all, just a fluke -- or a reminder that the leprechauns are there, lol.

no-I-am-not-crazy-and-what-is-this-alien-implant-you-speak-of

Like just now it was exactly 11:00.

O.o And your blogid=1100. That's not at all coincidental.

(Merge this comment with the last one if you like, I just wanted to point this out.)

EDIT: OH MY GOD. I posted this at exactly 11:00 PM my time.

Dude this is CRAZY. O_e