some things I like:  the use of words.  I've been utilizing WORD's thesaurus and dictionary lately.  One of the higlights of my security job 4 summers ago was playing a game with a dictionary and my co-worker/boss.  Don't worry- that was after the place was secured and checked out and clean and all that.  Some jobs just require a body to be there at some points (not too different than this one).  I've been reorganizing my 'office space' and rediscovered a big dictionary and thesaurus in one drawer.  Imagine the possibilities!!  I'm trying to improve my knowledge of how words are usually used.  That's not to say I won't have my 'Humpty Dumpty' moments.  I really think that there are very 'parts of speech' that can be used as verbs effectively.  I've never really related to fairytale princesses all that much- but honestly, if I were to be a character in Through the Looking-Glass, being that I don't proclaim to have defined acting skills- that is, if I were to wear the right costume and basically act and talk like I do now, I very well could be cast as Humpty Dumpty.  Here's a quote that may illustrate:
"But 'glory' doesn't mean a 'nice knock-down argument'," Alice objected.
"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said, in a rather scornful tone, "It means just what I choose it to mean- neither more nor less."
"The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean so many different things."
"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master--- that's all."
I've very much enjoyed Lewis Carroll's books.  I've even begun to hear things in iambic pentameter (or whatever Carroll's choice poetry style is).  I wish I weren't almost through with the second book.
Another thing I like is labeling things.  Literally.  We've got a label maker at work, and it's so fun!  I almost want to label random things like speakers and handles and such-
Lastly, I like rejected things, such as clothes.  I thought our 'donations' box in the lounge of our dorm was great!  We did end up giving things away to charity, but beforehand, we dug through it and helped ourselves.  I found a great pair of jeans (which have since been slaughtered and now is sewn into a carseat cover in the works.  Recently, I've gotten a dress and food and will soon get shoes- all from co-workers!  I guess a bit of college carries on in life.  I'm all about reduce-reuse-recycle, and I like the connection it gives us to each other.  I like thinking of my friend as I wear this skirt.  I wonder how much stuff goes into the trash that someone else could use- like food?

some things I've self-observed:  I now swing my arms.  Most likely from a combination of my stubbornness and uptightness, I didn't swing my arms when I was younger.  I remember going hiking with my family and my dad telling me to swing my arms- and I said I can't and he said it's a natural part of walking, and to just do it, so sometimes I tried- sometimes not.  It felt forced.  I've recently noticed myself swinging the arm that's not clutching the purse.  To me, it marks a general loosening up- which is something I need and want to do.  I'm definitely not there yet, though.  For example, the bus I've ridden on has broken down twice.  Two different routes, two different days.  I'd like to say I took it all in stride, but that would be a lie.  The first time, I walked to the next station (it had stopped near former stomping grounds) and that was a nice little hike and cooled me off a little.  There was still drama after that but not compared to yesterday.  Somehow, timing was just not working well, and I was at middle ground (transfer point) for 30-40 minutes before the 'express' bus came.  I could have waited maybe a few minutes more for the other bus, but I was ready to be home eating dinner.  Suffice to say that was delayed another 45min-1hr.  It was raining and I just read my book for the most part.  I didn't know how long we'd be stranded, but even so, who could I have called?  Amber was at a prayer meeting and we would get home at some point...  I realized that it actually wasn't a personal attack on me and that I'm not flexible or easy-going as I'd thought.  For example, I thought one particular fellow did a much better job of dealing.  He was out there in the rain smoking, talking it up with another passenger, smiling a lot and even referred to the ordeal as a sort of fieldtrip.  Between him and the red paper clip guy, I'm becoming more of a groupie than I thought I'd ever be.  Why are people so intriguing and admirable?  "There are certain people you just keep coming back to..."  All at Once by the Fray.
my 'hmmph' that is a sort of chuckle or grunt was adapted by hearing my dad make such a noise when I thought he was laughing, but even back then, I suspected he was just clearing his nose/throat, but it was already a habit of mine.  So I sound ridiculous sometimes, but it's my way of showing I find something amusing in a down-played sort of way.  To me, it illustrates how we can really misinterpret others- but I think it's OK, too- because I find humor in quite a few things, and maybe I wouldn't as much if I hadn't thought my dad also thought so many things were funny.  I have other evidence that shows he is quick-witted and teased a lot.  I like my dad!