I've come up with the most annoying habit of doing things when I want to do them. It drives everyone absolutely mad.
Apparently, you aren't supposed to have a preference for when things get done (if ever).
Don't talk if you have nothing to say. It's simple. I'm taking that lesson quite literally these days. At the rate the o-zone layer is depleting, we should save our breath. We'll need it more in a few years.
People should care more. Or at least decide whether or not they are going to care. The age-old revery interrupting phrase "Is your homework done?" keeps presenting itself to me. Of course it's done. I haven't touched the book. Touchig the book induces bad grade karma. We hath learned.
Maybe this is the end of the world and we're all sleeping though it. Trapped in the little bubble popularly called "reality". Maybe. Then again, what would your preference be?