The following two phases have been with me since birth and will be with me until the day I die:

First, I like putting things in my mouth. Not nasty things, just things. Solid objects, mostly. I have put a lot of things in my mouth just for the sake of putting them in my mouth. Also: I like to talk when I have things in my mouth.

The second phase is my most favorite, although several people do not enjoy it as much as I do. It involves me jumping off things that I have no business jumping off. I just can't help or explain it. If I see a building, my first instinct is "I want to jump off it!" and I will often stare up at a high object, daydreaming about jumping off of it. My girlfriend hates this and always demands that I do not jump off things. Fortunately for her, I care more about her feelings than I do my own obsessions. This phase, naturally, does not include things that are high enough for the fall to kill me. The Empire State Building, Golden Gate Bridge, and the Moon are not things I wish to jump off of at this moment in time. Baseball cages, small business buildings, etc. Those are the stuff this phase is made of.

One day I will jump off a building while housing random objects in my mouth.