Idiosyncrasies

My family pronounces "cabinet" with all the syllables. "Cab-ih-net". I just say it "Cab-knit" so I think they're weird.

 

#1 rule - I NEVER drink after someone else. Doesn't matter what it is, not even if they touched the cup/bottle with their lips.

My books have to be arranged in a really organised and neat pile, the most important books on top. I'm very OCD about this thing. Same goes for my "special" magazines like GQ.

When I get a new book and I start reading it, and its a really special book, I always wash my hands before I put my hands on it.

If a bathroom is dirty, I either clean it up or I'll stay away from it forever.

I collect useless stuff, my room is always full of boxes and all sorts of other **** which really have no reason to stay there except being a dust magnet.

Wikipedia is my bible. The list of Wikipedia pages visited is mind-boggling... I love "Wikidrifting" - its like searching up for a thing and 5 pages later you end up in a totally different place.

When I'm angry, I swear worse than a truck driver to calm myself down. Works every time.

 

I wont buy a book that has its cover bent even the slightest. When i buy a book, read a book and place it on the shelf, its in A+ condition.

My misses is not the sme. If hers falls a part, shes happy.

Any fold on any cover, school related, book related, work related drives me INSANE (Some cant be helped but you know).

 

You see, I like seeing a book with a bend in the cover. It provides me with ammo to pick it up and try to get it discounted for being in poor condition - sort of like cheap tins of beans which are dinted. I won't say I deliberately scout for them, but if it's a book I want and that book has a bend, or marks on the cover, I'll try to get a pound or two knocked off RRP. There's nothing like a bargain.

Anyway, my idosyncracies... Air guitar is one. It's a good riff, and I simply can't resist showing the world my skill on an imaginary fretboard. Same goes for drums, which makes some songs really interesting as I switch from guitar to drums and occasionally have my left hand playing chords while my right hand gives the cymbals a good whack.

There are others, but my half-sleeping mind can't think of them. Tell you in the morning when I'm corpus mentus.

 

I don't buy damaged books because it's a rip off - one of the Mystic River copies I was looking at last week had a crease down the spine; **** that - but I am terrible at keeping books in good shape. Or anything really. I'm just terrible at keeping things in good shape. I hate it, because I like things in good shape, but that's how it is.

 

Today I found out that all of my weird tendencies correspond with an actual disease. Ha.

 

^ But if you don't rescue the damaged books, who will? They'll die without ever having fulfilled their purpose! Can you really live with that on your conscience?

 

Yup, sure can. My soul is black and hateful and stuff.

 

A book with a bent cover can still be rescued and repaired (well, if you stick it in my jam-packed bookcase it can). It's still fully capable of fulfilling its function, and if you get some money off it saves you money and makes other people look a bit daft for paying full whack for just a slightly less creased cover.

 

I'd PREFER not to buy a book with a bent cover. However, if there's no other book around I'm not really that OCD about it. Besides, my books usually get those white lines--creases in the spine from being read so much.

Edit: What disease is this, em?

 

Besides always pushing open a door with my index and middle finger crossed, I also have a habit of sticking out my left foot and touching the floor with my pointed toes.

I am so broken. :redface:

 

If I know them, I'll often sing guitar solos that I've memorized along with the song.

For instance, I can sing the entire guitar solo to Stairway to Heaven from memory. That puppy is embedded in my head.

 

It's in your ROM.

 

hah. me too, what do ya know.

one of mine is probably that when i eat, i can only chew on one side, no reason.

 

Ha! I got told once by my X's niece that I ate sandwiches like I was a typwriter.

Right corner, chomp, chomp, chomp, to the left.
Back to the right corner, chomp, chomp, chomp, to the left.

 

I eat all the crust off first, and then I eat it like that.

 

Proof positive that crazy is not a yes or no thing, it's a matter of degree.

 

So true.

I never even noticed I did it, and then one day Joel came to have lunch with me at work and was like "what are you doing?"

 

I have to have music on while I'm cooking my alfredo broccoli. Not anything else, just that dish. And it always has to be Coldplay, too. "Clocks" or "Speed of Sound".

 

My speech pattern involves a heavy use of the phrase "In All Fairness."

In all fairness, it's a good phrase.

 

I need a blanket to take a nap..even if it 82 degrees in the house

 

Same here! I could fall asleep outside in the Arizona heat on the hottest day of the year, and I would still need a blanket. I freeze when I sleep, no matter the temperature around me.

 

I have the same terrible habit, except I say it 'to be fair.'

 

i have to have complete silence when I'm reading or concentrating on anything.