05-23-2007, 06:28 PM | #41 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: Oh Canada!!
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When I talk to myself in my head (you know that trail of self thought), I'll be like, "we" should really do the dishes Tenniel. And then I think, we, I'm just me, me myself and I. It happens every time and everytime I say or "think" the same thing to myself that it is stupid to say we, because it's me, but it's the inner me talking to the outer me, if that makes sense? Probably not, I'm very nonsensical. Also, I prefer say the tv volume to be on an even number, but I really prefer it to end in a 5 or a zero. I wouldn't like it to be on 23, so I'd put it to 24, but then I might just go with volume 25 because I like that better.
I'm really wondering if these things are strange at all, or if we're all just so strange we're absolutely normal? More for me myself and I to think about I guess
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05-23-2007, 08:24 PM | #42 (permalink) | |
But You'll Never Prove It.
Location: under your bed
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05-23-2007, 08:43 PM | #43 (permalink) | |
pinche vato
Location: backwater, Third World, land of cotton
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Maybe this explains why I'm a musician. I cleared it with my CPR instructor that I be allowed to do 32 chest compressions instead of 30 because 32 is the same as 8 measures of 4 beats each. Grancey has pointed out that when I'm driving with a cup of coffee I wait exactly 8 seconds between sips and that I chew peanut M&M's exactly 8 times before swallowing. I did not know any of this until she started screaming at me in the car one day for no apparent reason. Something about driving her crazy....
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05-24-2007, 11:51 PM | #45 (permalink) |
Young Crumudgeon
Location: Canada
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Quirks? Everybody's got 'em.
Me, I tend to rub/scratch my nose when I'm vaguely annoyed, particularly when I either don't know precisely what I'm annoyed about or when I can't do anything about it. I am a compulsive knuckle cracker and particularly use that one as a displacement when I think of things (or people) that upset me. I didn't make the connection between the two until about two and a half years ago, when my roommate of the day observed that I cracked my knuckles whenever one specific individual was mentioned. I am a compulsive fidgeter, which is why I don't do well at desk jobs. My current job is a desk job and I go through on average two rubber bands per day... play with them until they break. Whenever I buy a new pack of cigarettes, I turn it upside down and tap it against my open palm twice. When I pull a cigarette out of the pack, I tap it twice against the broad side of the pack before putting it in my mouth. I have no idea why I do these things, I just do. I randomly adjust my hat and I can't leave the apartment or office without it. I've given in to not wearing it at work since it violates dress code, but I always put it on before actually stepping outside the building. The adjusting is actually almost rational, since I wear a fedora and a stiff breeze will take it off my head if it's not seated properly, but there's no real explanation as to why I can't leave home without it. Speaking of leaving home, I always have to check my pockets on the front stoop when I step outside. Keys go in front right, phone in front left, wallet in back right and comb in back left. I have never in my life locked myself out of the house and it wouldn't do me any good even if I did, since I've already locked the door behind me, but I do it anyway. If I forget any one of those items I have to go back for it; this includes my comb. I make a tika-tika noise when I'm concentrating on something. I know why I do this; it goes back to when I was learning to play the trumpet. When I was learning how to double tongue I would practice the technique everywhere I went and now it just sneaks up on me sometimes.
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07-15-2007, 08:35 AM | #46 (permalink) | |
The Reforms
Location: Rarely, if ever, here or there, but always in transition
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Although I probably have a few oddities, my sudden and continous failing memory will not allow me to list them.
I have, however, developed a very queer idiosyncrasy which I have no intention of losing in the near future: whenever I occupy a room/space that is vacant while narrowly avoiding a confrontation/meeting with another person, I let out a slight howl to the tune of "Ronaldinho". Quote:
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07-16-2007, 04:35 AM | #47 (permalink) |
Delicious
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I play with crap on my desk and I usually end up breaking it. I may have paper clips on day one, but on day 3, I have a 5 foot, multicolored chain. I had an ink pen but all I have left is the little tube with the ink in it. I have converted the spring to a cannon and little clicker thing into a cannon ball. With my little flimsy tube of ink I draw on my styrofoam cups. I usually end up poking a hole in the cup though. I had a needle and thread once.. I sewed my fingers together. Well.. Kinda..
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07-25-2007, 09:12 PM | #49 (permalink) |
... a sort of licensed troubleshooter.
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I am only comfortable in an environment below room temperature. If it's over 72 degrees, I become uncomfortable. Above 80 and I become very uncomfortable and distracted. I can concentrate the best closer to 50 degrees fahrenheit (10 degrees celsius). Not only that, but I don't really get cold unless it's close to 35 degrees. When I was younger, I could sleep in snow with little more than a sweatshirt on. It's strange, because my body temperature is 98.6 F (37 C) like everyone else.
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07-27-2007, 12:33 AM | #50 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: France
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I bite my nails, but I always make sure they look ok, by biting off the bits that are jagged. They end up looking like nails that were clipped a day ago by a nail clipper.
I also push back that little bit of skin that covers the bottom of the nail. Not too hard, I just like to barely see it. I also crack my knuckles and other articulations a lot. When I go through a complete "cycle", each finger goes through 3 cracks (in different places), my wrists once or twice each, my elbows twice each, my neck once, my upper back, then lower back, my hip if I can (sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't). My knee can crack by twisting it, or extending my leg, and this sort of dislocation-ish thing, that produces a very loud low pitched crack (everyone I've shown this to gets freaked out, nobody else can do it, or wants to). My ankles, and then my toes. I don't always go through this specific order, but sometimes I do, to the great annoyance of however is hanging out with me. Other than that, nothing that I can think of.
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07-27-2007, 05:49 PM | #51 (permalink) |
Tilted
Location: Ohio
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WOW.... I have soo many of the same quirks as all of you!
I pull my hair out. I play with it, smooth it, sometimes even chew on it. It has gotten so bad that my hair has this permanent frizzy look to it bc i have all these hairs that are shorter than the others... I pull out the really thick, coarse hairs that are crinkled or whatever you call it. I also have a few minor bald spots in various places due to this. I've heard it's an actual OCD... I can't remember the name for it though.. saw it on the Tyra Banks Show one day... It's my security blanket. I'm almost ALWAYS playing with my hair and it drives my SO and everyone else I know absolutely crazy. I crack my knuckles and everything/anything else that will allow me to do so. I crack each of my fingers about three times... i arch my back and twist to crack that... my knees and ankles also crack pretty easily. My toes... and one of my favorites is the inside of my hips... like right by the crotch area, I just stand on one foot and pivot outwards kind of like a dog hiking up his leg to piss. It feels sooo incredibly good. And I get freakishly weird stares everytime. Ahwelll.. My brother and I both used to have a problem tapping... And had to do it evenly. If mom yelled "stop" lets say... and i was tapping and on number 10... because i was below my favorite number (11) i had to tap one more time. Always.. But if i were on number 23..i had to tap to 24 because it's even. Always had to end on an even number unless i was below 11, which is odd... then i'd just tap to that. Idk weird... I also love to pop pimples. But i'm weird about who's pimples other than my own that i will pop. Will with my brother, or best friend, or SO... although he doesn't let me! lol... but can't do my moms. Idk why just grosses me out. Sometimes I get in horribly weird rituals and moods where i also have to match whatever I do on one side of my body with the other side... like chewing, tapping, whatever it is until i feel it's even... Sooo basically what we're all saying is that each of us has a little bit of OCD in us... just some are worse than others and seek medical attention for it. I'm not gonna lie...as soon as I get my insurance back up and running... I'm going to the doc to see about this hair pulling crap I do.... It's ruining my hair, and I've tried to stop myself (wearing a rubber band on my hand and slapping myself with it, biting my nails more than i already do until they bleed, etc) but nothing I've tried myself works. I cannot and will not stop. I want to though.... so maybe medical prof's can help. IDK maybe I'm trying to take the easy way out....lol....
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07-27-2007, 06:50 PM | #52 (permalink) | |
Junkie
Location: France
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