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Post by monkybunney on Aug 11, 2012 2:45:54 GMT -5
This thread OMG...It's gonna be like the antidote for the mingle if your single thread!
I have a very specific toweling ritual. I don't wash my towel every single time I shower but I fold it in a very specific way.
I fold my towel lengthwise, the tag facing inwards. When I start to dry off, I start with my face. The tag has to be on the opposite side of the fold making contact with my face. I then proceed to dry my hair with that side of the towel along it's length. I then flip the still folded towel over and dry my back and chest with it's other side. I then let the towel just hang and dry my ass and legs with it.
I do this ritual because it ensures I'm never rubbing a portion of the towel that's touched my ass to my face.
I wash my hands too much. I check my oven like 10 times before leaving the house. I check the locks on my house before going to bed 2-3 times. I check my alarm like 3 times before going to sleep.
i check things obsessively too! doors, stove/oven, windows, etc, etc. admittedly a little OCD on a few things
including... i really like my closet to be coordinated by color. preferably so it is a rainbow of color (red/orange/yellow/green/blue/purple) and then my neutrals. which makes me sound super OCD, but it is helpful in finding what i want to wear! and it's pretty.
I love rolling change. I find it calming. I hate using gadgets or coin counters, I like doing it all myself. The summer before my senior year of high school I had the roll over $500 in change for student government. I think that is what got it started.
Also, I find as I get older I don't like children. Oh, I love my kids and like them most of the time. But other peoples kids are another story. Now if you're reading this & have kids, I'm sure they're the best & I'd probably like them. It's my nieces & nephews & friends children & strangers I come across that make me crazy sometimes.
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Post by lazybutterfly on Aug 11, 2012 8:09:35 GMT -5
Like a few of you, I cannot be late to anything, I always have to be at least five minutes early. And then I sometimes end up being like 20 minutes early and want to slap myself.
I hate having dirty hands, I wash them obsessively.
I absolutely CANNOT stand the feeling of filing my nails. I seriously will get chills, start to shake, cringe, die, etc.
Hate the sound of snoring. Growing up, my room was next to my parents and my dad is the worst snorer. He has apnea and it was always so loud. Now if I ever hear anyone snoring, even the slightest bit, I just can't fall asleep. Usually I have to wear earplugs.
I usually can't sleep with a pillow, not under my head at least. I'm just a pillow hugger, all the way.
I am going to make it a point to touch every one in this thread without introducing myself at the next Bonnaroo.
In environments like Bonnaroo I tend to hug everyone, though in all honesty I'm quicker to hug dudes because I get the impression from some females that they're tired of getting dude-hugs from half-strangers.
But yeah I didn't expect so many inforoo'ers to be antihug. Though I respect that, I have to say next year I'll definitely join the flanzo train and spread mad human contact throughout the inforoo community.
Another one of mine: I can't stand the sound of Styrofoam. I have to leave the room if someone is handling styrofoam. If it's in a box, someone else has to take it out for me.
OHHH MAN! I used to play with these guys in an avante-garde/experimental music trio, and one of our projects was to compose an albums worth of songs using only Styrofoam, balloons and a chalk board played with a rake (instrumental pieces, no vocals). Real songs too, with parts and structure that could be reproduced "note" for "note", not just a bunch of random noise.
Our goal was to create the most unlistenable music ever made. You guys would have been exactly our target demographic to tell us if we'd succeeded!
Post by monkybunney on Aug 11, 2012 21:14:52 GMT -5
Back on topic.
When I'm bored I try to count to 1 billion in binary. I can count to 1 million pretty easily, I do it all the time, but I've never made it past 1,011,100 or so before loosing my place.
Post by abrakapokus on Aug 11, 2012 22:03:36 GMT -5
When I have trouble falling asleep I imagine a hot air balloon ride, people getting in and it lifting off, slowly going up to the clouds. That one isn't that strange but when trying to help my friend, I explained to her my other way. I imagine a garage door, the colors, shapes of windows, if it has dents or not and it slowly closing. I'm always asleep before it closes and it's always the same garage door. I guess what's odd is that I've never seen a garage door close from the inside, only in movies and I wish I could remember where that started.
12. I have an irrational fear of q-tips, mostly because of the noise the cotton makes in your ears.
I actually LOVE q-tips. As a kid, my mom would yell, "Ears! Ears! Line up for ears!!" and we'd all scramble in line. She'd be sitting in bed with a pillow across her lap, ready for the first head to lie down and she'd do our ears. I FREAKING LOVED IT.
I love q-tips, but I hate cotton balls. Just thinking about holding a cotton ball makes me cringe.
Post by dreamingtree on Jul 2, 2013 10:46:10 GMT -5
I normally am not a person who likes to hug anyone that much. I really don't like people being too close to me, unless it's my husband, daughter or very close friends. But at Bonnaroo I hug everyone and am happy to do it... I'm not sure why.....
I actually LOVE q-tips. As a kid, my mom would yell, "Ears! Ears! Line up for ears!!" and we'd all scramble in line. She'd be sitting in bed with a pillow across her lap, ready for the first head to lie down and she'd do our ears. I FREAKING LOVED IT.
Post by Roo'adelphia on Jul 2, 2013 11:05:36 GMT -5
I cant touch cotton balls.
I cant let the foods on my plate touch, but i can stack it all between two pieces of bread and eat it.
Im not a clean freak, just an organization freak. (Remember downloading music off of those slightly illegal sites and uploading the file into itunes, only to have the album missing or titles all messed up. Yea i had to manually change every song including year of release, featured artist, even producer with some songs.)
Im selfish and manipulate people for my greater good like its autopilot. I try not to, just happens. Makes relationships a pain in the ass.
Im not a clean freak, just an organization freak. (Remember downloading music off of those slightly illegal sites and uploading the file into itunes, only to have the album missing or titles all messed up. Yea i had to manually change every song including year of release, featured artist, even producer with some songs.)
I totally do this! I have spent countless hours doing it. I hate if the song titles are not correct. I also alphabetize all my CDs.
Im not a clean freak, just an organization freak. (Remember downloading music off of those slightly illegal sites and uploading the file into itunes, only to have the album missing or titles all messed up. Yea i had to manually change every song including year of release, featured artist, even producer with some songs.)
I totally do this! I have spent countless hours doing it. I hate if the song titles are not correct. I also alphabetize all my CDs.
Out of the thousands of individual songs on my computer, maybe abour 12 made the standerd where I didnt have to edit the info lol. In a way, it helped me with my music knowledge as a kid researching what song was on which album, what year the album came out. I was really into the classic rock genre as a kid (Still am) [shortly after the stage where I was a hardcore gangster at the age of 11] and it helped me discover the cronological side of the artist and their albums rather then just hearing singles scattered across 20 years on the radio.
Post by FuzzyWarbles on Jul 2, 2013 11:21:27 GMT -5
I have to delete the genre for everything I upload to iTunes. Also, I get peeved when I go to a record store and the albums are organized in genre categories unlike Waterloo or Good Records where everything is only alphabetized.
Haven't seen this one yet: my 'cringe' sound is the scraping of ice from a windshield, or a metal shovel on concrete. One of the few things I don't like about winter.
Something that entertains my friends to no end: I eat pizza, French fries, and other less utensil-centric foods with a fork & knife. They will let their food sit and get cold to watch me. I have no idea why this entertains them so.
I am with several of you on the need to have some kind of drinkable liquid at all times. Stems from a solo backpacking trip well away from civilization , seasonal water sources ( bone dry streams), and wondering how long it would take them to find my mummified body.
Something that entertains my friends to no end: I eat pizza, French fries, and other less utensil-centric foods with a fork & knife. They will let their food sit and get cold to watch me. I have no idea why this entertains them so.
Man this is the best thread ever. You eat fries with a knife?! That's wonderful.
~ I love eating pizza with a knife and fork, makes it taste way better, but only Chicago style thick crust. ~ I can't stand for the covers to be messed up when I'm in the bed. ~ I always open up my Krystals and check for boogers before eating them. ~ I get irate when I go to a sink without some kind of soap. ~ I pace on the phone when it's an important chat.
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Something that entertains my friends to no end: I eat pizza, French fries, and other less utensil-centric foods with a fork & knife. They will let their food sit and get cold to watch me. I have no idea why this entertains them so.
There's one type of pizza I get when I'm at work that i'll eat with fork and knife. It's a Buffalo Chicken slice but the chicken they use on it is enormous so trying to eat it the regular way always causes pieces of chicken to fall off. I got one too many orange stains on my clothes and now just eat it with fork and knife. I get odd looks at times but I also leave with clean clothes.
I am going to make it a point to touch every one in this thread without introducing myself at the next Bonnaroo.
In environments like Bonnaroo I tend to hug everyone, though in all honesty I'm quicker to hug dudes because I get the impression from some females that they're tired of getting dude-hugs from half-strangers.
But yeah I didn't expect so many inforoo'ers to be antihug. Though I respect that, I have to say next year I'll definitely join the flanzo train and spread mad human contact throughout the inforoo community.
PREPARE TO BE TOUCHED
Way to go. You guys scared off NoD from Roo this year
In environments like Bonnaroo I tend to hug everyone, though in all honesty I'm quicker to hug dudes because I get the impression from some females that they're tired of getting dude-hugs from half-strangers.
But yeah I didn't expect so many inforoo'ers to be antihug. Though I respect that, I have to say next year I'll definitely join the flanzo train and spread mad human contact throughout the inforoo community.
PREPARE TO BE TOUCHED
Way to go. You guys scared off NoD from Roo this year
He signed up for Mtn Oasis. Roo is minor league compared to that. You can't escape me, nodepression!
I'm not sure how it started, but now it's mainly a grooming thing. Beards & greasy foods = lady repellant. I've been doing this well before I went all grizzly adams, though.
I cannot stand my husband (or anyone else) loading the dishwasher in my house. I will completely unload & reload the dishwasher if someone does it before me.
YES - I thought I was the only one. Though I still think I'm definitely the only MALE one...
No sir you most definitely are not! I'll even rearrange the dishes in friends of mine's dishwashers if they seem loaded in an inefficient way. I never run the dishwasher unless it's full & loaded efficiently. I'm neurotic about the kitchen! Every other room in the house can be helter skelter but the kitchen? That shit needs to be tight! Everything in its right place. It makes me antsy to open someone's cabinet and see that they've given no thought to organizing the cups buy shape and size. And don't even get me started on the silverware drawer!
I'm a drummer and I LOVE playing more than anything else on earth, seriously, but I'm ritualistic about it. I imagine a circle around the drum kit. I take everything out of my pockets and place it outside the circle before entering it. After I'm seated I roll up my sleeves even if I'm wearing a short sleeve shirt I will roll the sleeves at least once or twice. This is non-negotiable. If I do not do these things I will be "off" and distracted.