stuff you do that may or may not be normal behavior
stuff you do that may or may not be normal behavior
sometimes instead of taking a shower i put a little bit of liquid soap on the hand towel, get it wet and wipe my armpits, then dry the armpits with the dry area of the towel, that way i don't have to get all wet. other times i take a shower 4 times a day
i like to keep the number of open browser tabs to a minimum to keep it orderly, blatantly compensating for my lack of organisational skills in real life
and some other stuff i can't remember right now
i like to keep the number of open browser tabs to a minimum to keep it orderly, blatantly compensating for my lack of organisational skills in real life
and some other stuff i can't remember right now
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After a shower I use a hair dryer, full body, before the towel. Its faster but also nice. I don't know if I would call it abnormal or a "life hack". I also use the hair dryer when I feel cold. Pop it down the neck inside the sweater or arms or pants. Climate control. I want to get a couple of Dyson air blades, it would be cool to use this method for fast drying, shits pricey though.
My fiancé says that leaving snus on surfaces when I am too lazy to go throw it instead is abnormal.
After a shower I use a hair dryer, full body, before the towel. Its faster but also nice. I don't know if I would call it abnormal or a "life hack". I also use the hair dryer when I feel cold. Pop it down the neck inside the sweater or arms or pants. Climate control. I want to get a couple of Dyson air blades, it would be cool to use this method for fast drying, shits pricey though.
My fiancé says that leaving snus on surfaces when I am too lazy to go throw it instead is abnormal.
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when someone is celebrating something, particularly a birthday, and receives gifts I get continuous mental images of smashing up their gifts or attacking people. Its not as if I want to do it, just more of an urge. The more gentle and happy the scene, the more of a compulsion I feel to act inappropriately.
I think this happens to a lot of folk, like wanting to jump off cliffs or in front of trains or wahtevs, but I have a particular thing about ruining parties. I also think this is funny as maybe its a common thing and when people are opening gifts and maybe tearing up at how thoughtful something was, everyone is just stood around wanting to smash everything up with hammers but smiling and nodding instead.
I think this happens to a lot of folk, like wanting to jump off cliffs or in front of trains or wahtevs, but I have a particular thing about ruining parties. I also think this is funny as maybe its a common thing and when people are opening gifts and maybe tearing up at how thoughtful something was, everyone is just stood around wanting to smash everything up with hammers but smiling and nodding instead.
Haha I feel you, or as they say in avatar "Oel ngati kameie".
On a previous work I had there was this long corridor which I walked to and from the elderly homes cafeteria, where they served them usually something similar to primary school food. It was cheap and the menu concisted often of up to three choices. Kinda like a buffé.
Anyways everytime I was walking back through that long straight corridor, holding this overloaded plate with cheap food I had this strong urge to swing it in a arch perfect circle upside down and just have it smash into the floor like perfect angle slow motion. I always felt this joy imagining it. There was nothing aggressive about it. It would just feel so good.
On a previous work I had there was this long corridor which I walked to and from the elderly homes cafeteria, where they served them usually something similar to primary school food. It was cheap and the menu concisted often of up to three choices. Kinda like a buffé.
Anyways everytime I was walking back through that long straight corridor, holding this overloaded plate with cheap food I had this strong urge to swing it in a arch perfect circle upside down and just have it smash into the floor like perfect angle slow motion. I always felt this joy imagining it. There was nothing aggressive about it. It would just feel so good.
I get this when I'm walking along a channel or a pier or whatever with no railing, I want to push or kick everyone into the water, especially if someone is riding a bicycle past me, good momentum
sometimes i get anxiety if my fingernails are too long, they feel wrong, there's a... sensation, not pain but i can feel them pressing against my fingers.
not really a thing i do but whatever
sometimes i get anxiety if my fingernails are too long, they feel wrong, there's a... sensation, not pain but i can feel them pressing against my fingers.
not really a thing i do but whatever
that's because indian guys have a gene deficiency that makes their shit odorless, that's just science, haven't you seen the documentary "slumdog millionaire"
I once had a pair of pants with a bad zipper, it's been years but I still regularly grope my groin real quick to check if my fly is open, usually when I leave home. Last week it was actually open, so totally worth the compulsive behavior.
I once had a pair of pants with a bad zipper, it's been years but I still regularly grope my groin real quick to check if my fly is open, usually when I leave home. Last week it was actually open, so totally worth the compulsive behavior.
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I do that with a particular finger action where I pull back the layer of fabric covering the zip with my forefinger then run my middle finger down the zip to check its closed. I usually only think to check if its closed if I walk past people who are sat down or looking at me more than usual, probably look like some kind of cenobite freak finger blasting their jeans
seems pretty efficient
Whenever I'm watching TV or something and lying on the sofa I have my hand(s) in my pants and I play with my dick, not in a sexual way, it's like a fidget toy that keeps my hands warm. It's a bit unergonomic sitting down but sometimes I one-hand it anyway. I usually squeeze it like a stress ball
about the birthday party smashing / jumping off cliffs thing, I think I read somewhere that they're these simulations our brain does, we have this capacity to picture all kinds of scenarios that was probably good for developing survival skills in the caveman era but not particularly useful for birthday parties
Whenever I'm watching TV or something and lying on the sofa I have my hand(s) in my pants and I play with my dick, not in a sexual way, it's like a fidget toy that keeps my hands warm. It's a bit unergonomic sitting down but sometimes I one-hand it anyway. I usually squeeze it like a stress ball
about the birthday party smashing / jumping off cliffs thing, I think I read somewhere that they're these simulations our brain does, we have this capacity to picture all kinds of scenarios that was probably good for developing survival skills in the caveman era but not particularly useful for birthday parties
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I'm similar in that regard minus the fondling but I'm more akin to Al Bundy from Arrested With Children. Just a good tuck of the hand into the waistband.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aewNWXUV3rM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aewNWXUV3rM
That's a good lookSenisterDenister wrote:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aewNWXUV3rM
Whenever I smell toast I start thinking that maybe I'm having a heart attack because I read on the Internet that it's one of the symptoms, this was ages ago and I don't even remember if it was toast or something else instead
I smell toast right now so mention this in my eulogy if I die tonight
Also if my ass feels sweaty I put my hand in my pants and wipe my ass with my underwear
It feels sweaty right now but please leave this out of the eulogy