I don’t like doing things if I don’t know how to do them. That may seem like a stunningly obvious statement to make, and it is, but as I’ve mentioned before on this blog, I hate looking stupid or ignorant about something. I don’t go into something being wholly unaware of how it works/what it does. I know some people like the adventure of flinging themselves into the unknown and hoping for the best, but I’m not one of them. I’ve never been comfortable “flinging” myself into anything, except maybe my bed at the end of the night. I can appreciate that kind of joie de vivre in other people, but I can’t summon it within myself. I’m that boring person who plans everything out to the nth detail and can’t abide doing something just for the hell of it.