Quirks

[TheOriginalJames]

I hate drinking anything WITH ice in it (except wine really).

If I sleep on my stomach:
~ my feet have to be off the bed.
~ I need to have one arm under one pillow, with a second pillow to keep my head supported from the front.

If I sleep on my side:
~ I HAVE to have part of my quilt between my knees.
~ I HAVE to have my ankle brace on (because of the angle it'll sit without support)

 

[elluko]

I always lower my head almost to the ground before I sneeze because I hate sneezing on my sleeve.

 

[Jersey]

when ever i lock a door i say ooga boo. that way if i think back and i remember i said ooga boo. the doors lock.

that is sooooo effin cute!!:tongue:

 

[TheOriginalJames]

when ever i lock a door i say ooga boo. that way if i think back and i remember i said ooga boo. the doors lock.

haha I always think of that while I'm leaving for work in the morning.

 

[Jersey]

i write the date on any piece of paper/note/doodle/stickynote

 

[BreakfastSurreal]

ummm ok mine are weirder than all of yalls. Whenever the lights are turned off and im in my room, i have to run to the bed and jump on it as fast as i can so that my feet touch the ground as little as possible for the shortest amount of time possible. I think this stems from bad dreams/thoughts as a child. I always thought there would be burglars waiting under my bed and that they would shoot/stab/grab my feet if i stood in front of the bed for too long. I STILL do this. lol.

Also, i let NO ONE do the dishes in my house but me. It is my biggest pet peeve EVER. Once my friend came over and tried to help out with the dishes, and I tried to act normal and tell her no, but she just thought I was refusing the help because I didn't want to inconvenience her. I pretty much all but freaked out over this...lol. I had to explain to her that no one is allowed to do my dishes but me, because I am very germophobe/obsessive compulsive about cleaning dishes. There is a proper way to do it, and NO ONE I've ever met has ever done it the right way. Everyone I've ever let try to do them, I'd go look at them once they place them in the dishwasher and ALWAYS find food still on them. ugh. That ruins the dishes if you run them through the washer with stuff still crusted on them.

 

[BreakfastSurreal]

when ever i lock a door i say ooga boo. that way if i think back and i remember i said ooga boo. the doors lock.

:rofl2:
thats awesome haus! im going to try and start doing that

 

[elluko]

I say rep too much...

 

[Jersey]

omg!! dont even go the germaphobe route



i kick the flusher in public toilets... i have a purell keychain and i breathe into my shirt on the subway

 

[Haus]

ummm ok mine are weirder than all of yalls. Whenever the lights are turned off and im in my room, i have to run to the bed and jump on it as fast as i can so that my feet touch the ground as little as possible for the shortest amount of time possible. I think this stems from bad dreams/thoughts as a child. I always thought there would be burglars waiting under my bed and that they would shoot/stab/grab my feet if i stood in front of the bed for too long. I STILL do this. lol.

Also, i let NO ONE do the dishes in my house but me. It is my biggest pet peeve EVER. Once my friend came over and tried to help out with the dishes, and I tried to act normal and tell her no, but she just thought I was refusing the help because I didn't want to inconvenience her. I pretty much all but freaked out over this...lol. I had to explain to her that no one is allowed to do my dishes but me, because I am very germophobe/obsessive compulsive about cleaning dishes. There is a proper way to do it, and NO ONE I've ever met has ever done it the right way. Everyone I've ever let try to do them, I'd go look at them once they place them in the dishwasher and ALWAYS find food still on them. ugh. That ruins the dishes if you run them through the washer with stuff still crusted on them.

i used to do that too when i was younger until i smashed my fucking head into the wall. that was the end of that.

you should invest in the clapper

 

[TheOriginalJames]

I am quite possibly the most ANTI-germophobe that you can be...

I was working at a place that did welding and cutting of steel products, etc. Well My hands got dirty as hell. I forgot to wash them and went and got some food anyway. No, not food that I ate with a fork either.

I just... don't care... I rarely, ever get sick.

 

[elluko]

I flush the toilet, press elevator buttons and open doors with my sleeve.

 

[UncleBacon]

myspace

 

[Sneakiecat]

I symmetrical touch. If I touch/step on/brush against something with one hand/foot/whatever, I have to do the same on the other side. Any piece of paper or paper-like material I get, I fold. And then I keep for no real reason. I have to have a necklace my brother gave me with me. If I'm not wearing it, it's in my pocket. I know there's a few more but I can't think of them right now.

 

[Ms_Kitty]

---I cannot sleep with ANYTHING on my feet, no socks, no blankets, NOTHING (I feel trapped)

---I have to check all hiding areas of my house (closets, showers, basement) before going to be at night

---Except for appliances and electronics (plugged into surge protected strips), I won't leave anything else plugged in when I leave the house

 

[sharpies]

Oh my God, you're all a bunch of freaks - but I'm not judging... really




Allan

 

[andcuriouser]

Haha, I have that symmetrical touch thing too! It doesn't come up if I'm touching something, but if I'm touched. Matt just knows now. He used to smack my ass with one hand on one cheek, and it weirded me out for the longest time, so now he does this double smack so he gets both cheeks. Haha

I close my eyes when I put on a shirt, because I'm afraid I'll see ghosts or something through the fabric.

I always tie my left shoe first.

I pray before I eat, out of force of habit, not belief, but it used to embarrass me, so I do it in my head for a split second, and try to make it look natural. But if I have food in my mouth while I'm still saying it, I either have to spit it out, or I feel kind of sick.

I refuse to buy storebought bread. I started making my own and now I have a thing about pre-cut loafs of bread. They just freak me out. So I make my own bread and don't even deal with it.

I do this gesture, which a friend pointed out to me years ago, where I touch my lips with the tips of my fingers, and make a sort of throwing motion over my shoulder. I couldn't tell you when I use it because I honestly don't notice, but apparently I do it quite a bit.

I can only write in black pen. If I ask for a pen, and someone offers me blue, or one of those shitty coloured gel pens, I pretend I forgot what I wanted to write, or I'll make them write it down.

My neck cracks. All the time. Without me even meaning to.

I have to have my alarm set to an odd number that is not a multiple of 5, or an odd number that ends in 1 or 9. So my clocks are always set to, say, 7:57 or 7:53.

 

[SilentEyz]

My blankets canno be tucked, If I stay at a hotel, thats the first thing I do is untuck the bed.

 

[Peter Parka]

I always have to have a book to read when I'm taking a shit!

 

[Butterfly]

I count! Everything!
If I am rinsing something in water, I count the rinses. If I am doing dishes, I count the plates, glasses, teaspoons etc. I count steps when I walk. Any repetative motion, I count. It doesn't have to come to a certain amount or anything, I just count it (In my head at least - not out loud)