List at least one of your idiosyncrasies.

I'll start...

I hate rounded patch pockets.

Edit:

Another idiosyncracy...

I like to make changes to my posts after I make them.

marshmallow and mushroom

Whether walking or sitting in a theater - my seat is always the one to the far right. If I'm stuck on the left I get really uncomfortable

Most often when walking up or down stairs but sometimes just when I'm walking. If I'm on a long walk, it gets quite annoying. :eyes:

but I always, always confuse words when I am typing.

I'm starting to get on my own nerves with it.

there, their
no, know
week, weak
to, two, too
sense, since
when, win

It drives me nuts but I can't control it, spellchecks won't catch it, and I never see it when I re-read.

there are no male singers on my ipod

At least I do until the smoking catches up with me

My girlfriend is a smoker and yet is always pushing healthy eating. Go figure.

i won't eat a square burger either

:D

Why does the shape of a burger matter?

:P

Now she's not alone!!

:rofl:

:cry:

Corpses can't cry... :eyes:

Actually, I always liked him and his story...Seemed like a really nice person. :)

Hi Aquafresh!! :hi:

:P :hi:

Even if I'm riding in a bus, in theory immobilized, I will move my feet, or play an invisible piano, or tense various muscles in a repeated sequence (calf, calf, buttock, buttock, forearm, forearm). You wouldn't notice this unless you spent a lot of time with me, because I'm discreet.

:headbang:

:hi:

Moving/tapping/tensing something, often in patterns, or I'm asleep, LOL. :hi:

this includes some office buildings, basements, factories, warehouses, etc. It has nothing to do with a space/claustrophobia issue - I still feel that way in a huge warehouse where I can see 200 ft away.

I feel like I'm in a dungeon or bunker. :scared:


In the same vein, if I'm travelling I always need to have a window seat.


I always rinse meat from the bathtub faucet, never in the kitchen sink.

Silly, I know.

Torsos and appendages of what?

I have this favorite cereal bowl. When it is dirty, I use my second favorite. When neither is clean, I either wash one of them or I don’t eat cereal. We have many other bowls. But there are only two that I use for cereal. When I have to use bowl #2, I don’t enjoy my cereal quite as much. And, oh, by the way, both bowls are identical except for the color.

glad I'm not alone with my bowl favoritism quirk. ;)

.... and I will do the same thing that you do with your cereal bowl. If I've left my favorite mug in the car, even if it's 20 below, I will go out and get it before I'll pour coffee into one of the many unused mugs that sit in the cupboard.

I hate it when a pencil gets down to the wood and the wood starts scraping the paper as I write. Worse than fingernails on a chalkboard.

I wonder if that says something about my ability to commit?

So I usually just don't learn faces and that is a severe crimp on my social life. (No learn faces no learn names)

There are bits of my brain randomly elevated and randomly not there. It makes for interesting living.:)

Something about getting sucked up in the collapsing stairs?

Because I can't make my script uniform enough to satisfy me. I have many handwriting issues and I loathe doodling to the extent that I laminate all common documents at my workplace.

sometimes I'll even write something down on the list THAT I'VE ALREADY DONE, just so I can have the pleasure of crossing it off the list. :eyes:


:D

:bounce:

And to write those lists.....

I have special little pads made up just for that purpose!

:crazy:

Crossing stuff out rocks too!

:spray: :yourock:

It makes my stomach hurt. I also have to sleep with some sort of cloth on my head. I can't sleep without it.

Others:

*I cannot cope when I'm mad at someone and they agree with me.
*I consistently misspell my first name in the exact same way when I'm writing too fast.
*I cannot drink tea in the same cup it was brewed in.
*I sometimes repeat myself uncontrollably.

...even if it's 10 degrees outside.

of words that I already know the meanings! ;) Can't be to careful! lol

I twirl my hair when I'm stressed and I won't eat green, squishy, food like avacado dip. :puke:

I am sometimes amazed at how my understanding of a word is sometimes either incomplete, partially wrong, or dead wrong.

I always require an aisle seat.

When eating out with friends I don't like to have people on BOTH sides of me.

I must have absolutely clear views. I have a bottle of Windex in the car at all times. Driving in Florida during lovebug season is a little hard on me. :)

Unless I'm wearing a suit jacket, of course.

Redstone

infuriating some who are bothered by such things...

It is consciously controllable, but it's like I can't just stop doing it either easily,

:shrug:

i'm kind of hyper around the house and i drink a lot of coffee.

I drove my wife nuts

I drive people I work with nuts

I'm sure it's just my leg jiggling that drives them nuts.... :evilgrin:

When we're sitting down next to each other watching TV, he's constantly reaching over to put his hand on my leg firmly to stop it from moving. I last about 5 minutes after he removes his hand before I start shaking it again.

can't sit still to save my life

:rofl:

I have no other significant OCD tendencies.

At least over the part covering my feet. They have to be pulled tight or I go INSANE!

I can't stand female rappers.

I often unconsciously let cuss words (Yes, the big ones) slip into normal conversations when it is in no way appropriate.

I add up the numbers, then add the letters to that (using their corresponding number in the alphabet...A=1, B=2 and so on), then divide the total by the number of characters on the license plate. It makes me very happy when it divides evenly with no remainder.

Yeah, I'm a HUGE math geek.

Just kidding! lol

Certain foods shouldn't touch, others shouldn't be mixed, don't like soggy bread etc. When I get nervous I can't eat at all - I actually tend to LOSE weight around the holidays.

I'm controlling and neurotic about the dashboard in a vehicle. My radio station, air set the way I need it, vents pointing all the right ways. Doesn't matter what seat I'm in.

The kitchen counters must be clean before food prep can begin. I can be a real pain when helping friends at their houses...why do they allow so much clutter? How can they work with all that crap in the way? All I have out on my counters are a knife block, cutting boards (standing on edge near the sink) salt and pepper and one container of larger stove type utensils/wooden spoons.

left leg always gets the pants/undewear first, left arm gets put in the sleeve/bra strap first.

I do not write in cursive (if you saw my hand writing, you'd understand).

I can deal with any and all smells associated with animals (including poo, puke, blood, abscesses, etc), but the smell/sight of human vomit (including baby spit-up) makes me hurl, just ask poor Dropkid.

I always have to eat the upper crease part of the sandwich last or I feel weird.