Random and obscure facts about yourself!

[Principessa]

I have something to confess but i don't quite know how to say it. After reading all the odd foibles, quirks, and neurotic tendencies of everyone here, I now understand why I love it here. :smile:

My oddity is that I love people who have oddities. Although I am pretty normal, I seem to gravitate towards and also attract people who are messed up in different ways. People like that are usually far more interesting than people who seem to be normal, and the interesting qualities are not just due to their afflictions.

Part of this quality is from the fact that except for those that harm others, I have a marked inability to pass judgement on people. Somehow people sense this and want to tell me all the bad parts of their life story. It happens to me on airplanes all the time.

As a result, I am the one who people call as they are comtemplating suicide or in the process of doing it. For some reason, when this happens, I get eerily calm and I am able to listen to their story and usually save the situation. It has happen to me quite a few times.

I think it has to do with a concern for anyone who might be marginalized for any particular reason. For example, although I am as straight as they come, if I lived in an urban area (and not the boonies of Ohio), I probably would have a lot of gay friends.

Does this all sound odd, or can anyone relate to this?

When I was in the 7th grade my dad nicknamed me Dear Abby, because all the girls would call me for advice, which I easily gave. It was always good advice and spot on. My dad was amazed but my mom said she knew I was an old soul in a little girls body.

When we all get together my nearest and dearest friends look like a modern day cast list for misfit island. :tongue:

 

[earllogjam]

I have something to confess but i don't quite know how to say it. After reading all the odd foibles, quirks, and neurotic tendencies of everyone here, I now understand why I love it here.

My oddity is that I love people who have oddities. Although I am pretty normal, I seem to gravitate towards and also attract people who are messed up in different ways. People like that are usually far more interesting than people who seem to be normal, and the interesting qualities are not just due to their afflictions.

Are you insinuating that you are the only "normal" person here and all the rest of us are whackos??!!!

lol, Well if you are we've got some sobering news for you....

 

[wldhoney]

More to add....

I once got pissed off at my LTR because he said sex was better when he was high, so I started replacing his pot that had dried and crumbled with some old seasonings. One night, after smoking it in the bathroom because I get tested all the time, he came out mad, stating that he didn't understand why he wasn't getting high when he had spent so much money on his baggie.

The sound of bare feet rubbing together or along a floor completely creeps me out. It's like nails on a chalk board.

I can close my nose and sinuses from the inside.

No matter how sick I may feel, I can't make myself vomit.

I am a horrible insomniac. I once saw a program on parasites, and didn't sleep for days because I was convinced I would wake up and find a tape worm on my pillow.

According to "PoopReport.com" I am a "shamefull sh*tter".

I can't look at someone and lie. I start to smile, then laugh.

My American Indian name is MorningStar.

 

[sneakyd]

More to add....

I once got pissed off at my LTR because he said sex was better when he was high, so I started replacing his pot that had dried and crumbled with some old seasonings. One night, after smoking it in the bathroom because I get tested all the time, he came out mad, stating that he didn't understand why he wasn't getting high when he had spent so much money on his baggie.

The sound of bare feet rubbing together or along a floor completely creeps me out. It's like nails on a chalk board.

I can close my nose and sinuses from the inside.

No matter how sick I may feel, I can't make myself vomit.

I am a horrible insomniac. I once saw a program on parasites, and didn't sleep for days because I was convinced I would wake up and find a tape worm on my pillow.

According to "PoopReport.com" I am a "shamefull sh*tter".

I can't look at someone and lie. I start to smile, then laugh.

My American Indian name is MorningStar.

I do Exactly that , with my mum ! It bugs me that she always knows when I'm fibbing !

 

[D_Bob_Crotchitch]

I am gentle soul towards animals. They tend to gravitate towards me. I can walk towards wild animals, and they won't run. Birds, butterflies, ladybugs, and dragonflies all land on me.

I live in peace as much as it is up to me.

I was trained in classical music but often times rock.

I would rather give money away than spend it on myself.

If I had my own private home, I'd go naked most of the time.

I'd much rather have a male friend give a hug than have sex with the hottest man or woman on earth.

 

[wldhoney]

I do Exactly that , with my mum ! It bugs me that she always knows when I'm fibbing !

It's not fair!!! Any man I have been involved with has loved it!

 

[Principessa]

I can't lie either. :frown1: I start to stutter and stammer or worse play with my jewelry, and sound like a damned fool. Boyfriends do tend to like that about me.:tongue:

 

[sneakyd]

It's not fair!!! Any man I have been involved with has loved it!

Tell me about it , if I'm ever in trouble I have to try to talk to her over the phone instead :biggrin1: . Try that next time ? :wink:

 

[sneakyd]

I can't lie either. :frown1: I start to stutter and stammer or worse play with my jewelry, and sound like a damned fool. Boyfriends do tend to like that about me.:tongue:

Why do you ladies need to lie to your boyfriends ? What have you been getting up to ?:tongue:

 

[wldhoney]

I can't lie either. :frown1: I start to stutter and stammer or worse play with my jewelry, and sound like a damned fool. Boyfriends do tend to like that about me.:tongue:

Tell me about it , if I'm ever in trouble I have to try to talk to her over the phone instead :biggrin1: . Try that next time ? :wink:

I'm known for giggling, which will happen over the phone. My husband would just sit and look at me until I broke!! I am horrible when it comes to keeping secrets about Christmas presents, etc., because when asked, if they guess right I can't hide it!! aaargh!

If my co-workers are playing a practical joke on someone, they don't tell me ahead of time, because one look at my face and the victim knows something is up.

 

[Principessa]

Why do you ladies need to lie to your boyfriends ? What have you been getting up to? :tongue:

I dated a devout Irish Catholic for many years who didn't believe that birth control pills worked. For a while, he insisted I use the rhythm method. :tongue: Being a nice Black/Irish Protestant girl, I told him it was a safe time when I was in the mood and an unsafe time when I wasn't. Sex kitten that I am I forgot to keep track.:redface: He caught me in the lie, when after 3 months he realized there had never been an unsafe time. :tongue::redface:

 

[LemacST]

As a child, I was extremely hyper.

As a teenager, I was extremely reserved/shy/awkward/stoned.

At 20, I don't know what I am right now. Sometimes I've felt like I'm on top of the world, other times the complete opposite.

I feel confident meeting new people now, but if I run into someone that knew me from when I was a teenager (or better put, while I went through the "stoned" phase), I get uncomfortable and awkward, so it's almost like I get thrown right back in that stage.

I'm overcoming this however.

 

[wldhoney]

Why do you ladies need to lie to your boyfriends ? What have you been getting up to ?:tongue:

Oh, you know. Those little white lies....

Him: So, what did you think of that guy's ass?
me: Hmmmm....what guy? (looks around innocently)
Him: The guy that was just standing next to us? You were staring at his butt. (smiles at me knowingly)
me: Ummmm.....oh, I was just thinking about something. (starts scratching behind ear, turning a little red, lips pressed together tightly)
Him: Oh? What were you thinking about? (bends down to look in my eyes)
me: Uh, who do you think invented denim? (smile starts.....dammit!)

 

[sneakyd]

You need to wear dark sunnies if you want to perv wldhoney
That must have only ended up a win/win situation njqt466 :wink:

 

[wldhoney]

You need to wear dark sunnies if you want to perv wldhoney

Hard to do at the bar in a restaurant at night! And I thought I was being discreet. I didn't realize he was watching my reflection in a mirror. :redface:

Of course, I would always point out the great looking women, so he couldn't really complain!

 

[simcha]

I cannot sleep in a moving car, train, or airplane.

One of my summer jobs was to clean up road kill and garbage on the side of highways.

 

[luciferthomas]

Really weird? Ok... I was born with three ears. Technically, I still have part of the extra one. You can't see it easily, but if you rub the side of my head you can feel the cartilage and stuff inside. My sister had one also.

 

[scorpiokc]

I like this topic, syddykitty. Maybe because I, too, prefer to poop in the nude. Or at least have to be naked from the waist down, no ankle-binding here either. Not that I need a Larry Craig kind of "wide stance", but I can't go if I feel tethered at the feet.

I also prefer fake eggs.

And wldhoney, I've also been known to intentionally bash into small children who get on my nerves. It's easy to make it look like an accident. And here I thought I was the only one. Good to know!

 

[agnslz]

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I NEVER speak until spoken to. My parents were very old fashion and I've never been able to break that particular thing.

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My parents were like that too. They also taught us kids never to ask for something, such as a drink of water at someone's house, but rather wait for it to be offered. We were always taught, though, to offer to share whatever we had with others, no matter how little we had. I was probably the only kid in school that offered bites of my lunch, and drinks of my slushees, to other kids.:biggrin1:

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I sometimes iron my cash. (weird, but it's easier to put into my billfold)

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I used to do that when I was younger, only I would wash the bills in soap and water first.:redface: I guess it fit in with my overall fear of germs, but I also used to like the crisp feel to the bills afterward.

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My favorite ice cream is Tin Roof Sundae.

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That's my second-favorite flavor of ice cream, after butter pecan.. Yum, now I have a hankering for some!

 

[Mem]

I can not eat while watching porn.

music in the morning will make me very upset. *shut that god-dam radio off*

Hearing someone talk about boogers make me want to vomit.

I think farts are gross, rather than funny. I go weeks without farting.

I hate music on the radio, only like talk stations. I only like the music on my ipod.

I love trying new foods, but would never order an unfamiliar item at a restaurant.