What's the funniest thing you have ever done when manic?

I walked out of outpatient classes at the hosp and went straight to the tattoo shop and got a semi-ok tattoo and piercing. From there I bought a dog then sat at the park and took selfies of myself with my new hair colour and j-lo sunglasses. I was the bomb. Meanwhile the park was actually me in the sandbox with a bunch of kids, pausing my selfies, grading kids on their castles. I was the Simon cowell of the castle business that day oops. Poor kids.

I got a 14 pericing corset pericing

When I was in hospital I enjoyed playing conga drums in music therapy. When I got home I thought I can't live without drums! I went out to a specialist drumstore and bought a beautiful pair of conga drums. In case they weren't enough I bought two djembe drums too. Oh and some maracas. I got my friend to transport them home for me - the shop assistant asked if he was my roadie!

Got them home to my flat. Oh oh. I live in a small flat which is full of stuff, no room for all these drums. I live in a block of flats with strict rules about noise and not upsetting the neighbours. I used to play guitar and sing in a band in my teenage years - many years ago. I never played the drums. Where and when exactly did I think I was going to play these drums?

The last ten years I have already amassed three guitars, three violins, three violas, two banjos, two concertinas. Oh and a keyboard. One violin, one viola and the keyboard are electric so at least I can control th volume and keep it down! All of these have a story attached. But I had to give the drums away...

I stripped naked at a local beach and ran all the way home (3 miles) leaving all my belongings at the beach, including my truck. It was at 3 in the morning so luckily I wasn't spotted by too many people but I definitely heard a few horns being honked along the way. I'm a dude btw, so, ya....good times.

Just yesterday, I had a job interview in a hypomanic state. They had met me before when I was at baseline, so imagine the shock they must have felt when facing this new expansive, illustrative, nonstop talkative me. At one point the big boss interrupted me to say, "We have only another 15 minutes...", to which I responded in front of the rest of the panel, without a moment's hesitation, "Oh so you don't want to hear my whole life story???". He looked dumbfounded.

The day before yesterday, I drove into a market parking lot, purchased a few items, and then spent an hour and half cleaning out my car and washing my windows so vigorously that no bacteria could find a safe haven inside it. Shoppers went in and out for what seemed like a long time, while I was bent over scrubbing and tossing alcohol wipes all around me making a circular shield of wipes. This went on even after all the cars emptied out and it was getting close to 11pm. This on just a cup of coffee and a piece of fruit the entire day. Feeling "high" and pumped up, not the least bit tired, I got back into my car and was greeted by a shocked security guard as I exited the supposedly vacant lot. Got home and did more chores, not falling asleep until 5:30am.

"Including my truck"! You win the prize! LOL

I don't really know that it was funny... but 2 years ago we got a big tax return... we were supposed to use the money to pay our back property taxes. But, I really needed clothes, because when I am in a manic state I really enjoy working out. So, I needed new clothes that fit. And, I had earned them. Right? So, my husband had all the money in his account, but he is bipolar too. (Yes, that is fun). Needless to say, anytime I wanted to go shopping he would give me a few hundred dollars.... and then next thing I knew, we had a bunch of new clothes and tvs... but are taxes were not paid. I wish I could say I would do it differently, but probably not.

I had totally forgotten about this one. My relatives are big triggers for me (long story). Years ago, we went to visit them for dinner. I had been into charity work at this time and thought that I could "save the world" by doing something little everyday - which I still believe but not in the way I went about it on this particular day... So 30 minutes into the dinner, I excused myself to the restroom and wrote statements on their soap bottles and cleaning solutions: "A rabbit was tortured to make this soap" and "how many trees were chopped down for this?". Then I went upstairs into the master bedroom bathroom and pulled out their cleaning supplies from under the sink and wrote "this is murder"; with red lipstick I wrote something similar on the mirror. Then I returned downstairs and quietly shoved their leather shoes into a heaping pile of mess. I rejoined everyone at the dinner table as if nothing had happened.

That night my Mom called me to tell me that they had phoned her. Someone had gone into the restrooms and wrote stuff all over the mirrors and the shoes got disordered. My Mom responded that she was not aware of who could do such a thing.

Aaaah, Ebay…Couple of "highlights". There was this dress. Very foofy thing, aqua and yellow. I HAD to have it! Because it was soooo byooootiful! (As in hideous, completely inappropriate, out of character and composed of 2 colors that I not only hate, but look horrible in.) Lifetimemeds, you were probably figuring on those toys for the same event where I would have been dressed as a six year old fairy princess. (But I was in my 40's, almost always wear black, and never foofy.)

Another Ebay classic where was where I HAD to have this cd. I actually got permission at work to use the office computer and be off for a few minutes for this auction(!!!) (Because it simply wouldn't do to just put in a bid before work, I had to snipe!) I won. I'm too embarrassed to say how much I paid. But it gets more embarrassing. I actually wrote to the seller, absolutely gushing over what a thrill it was to win this auction! (And he was surely thrilled as well -- selling it for such an outrageous price!) Which leads to….
Hell, yeah! Ever since I've known what caused my Ebay frenzy, I joke to BF that when he has an item up for auction, I hope he gets a couple of manics duking it out for it!

Hmmm well I've done lots of funny things when I was manic. I've never really been the buying type but I've done plenty of other things. Some of the most memorable moments were one time I had a bunch of friends over and we started drinking (two things that do not happen when I am in any other state) We started playing strip poker which was also my bright idea and after I was naked I decided the coolest thing in the world to do would be to run outside and through my backyard and the golf course. Not completely naked (because that would be crazy right?) no, I had to wear a big red blanket as a cape. Very fun times. Times I am completely mortified of now.

Another memorable moment was right before I graduated from college. My family was at my house and instead of dealing with them I spent the whole week at my friends house. We both have chronic insomnia and so we spent the entire week baking dozens and dozens of cookies all night long while I wrote research papers, and a play, and reconnected with people I'm not really friends with, all because I couldn't make my brain stop racing even for a second. Again, hilarious times.

Me neither. I got into this reverse spending thing however, where I got a thrill off of buying sporting event tickets (and I'm not even into sports). I would search for hours for the best seats at the lowest prices and compare these prices to other sites. Mind you, I did indeed find excellent seats at the fraction the price. This went on for about 6 months.

At said sporting events that I attended, I felt so wonderful even though I could have cared less for the game. It was partly due to the crowd's energy, partly the food tasted better, and partly because once seated at prime locations in the arenas, I would feel superior to everyone seated in the rows behind me telling my then BF that they were "low class" and we were "high class" people. This would have gone on for several more months except the season had ended.