1. it's become pretty much second nature for me to turn the lights on in my bathroom when I go to use it...regardless of whether or not it is already on.
2. sometimes(pretty often actually) when I'm talking to a friend, I'll inadvertantly begin speaking in a really horrible accent, usually british or some strange afro-korean mix that is slightly more offputting when I catch myself in the act, yet continue
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I do number two.
I also inadvertently make bad puns (hwa hwa hwa)
(lol)
at my work we have lead-lined doors, and for some legaleze reason, they had to take the arms at the top off of the doors that held them from swinging too freely. So, for about a year, you had to really put some oomph into this door to get it to open, and that's the motion my cerebellum remembered automatically. So.
When they took the arms off at the top, I shove the hell out of the door and it flies freely now, and the doorknob goes into the wall like a warhammer spike through a paper mache breastplate....
Starting a new project in the middle of another one and the mess it makes of my bedroom floor.
Checking my Facebook account constantly. I've curbed it pretty well on weekdays, limiting myself to three times a day, but the weekends are another matter.
I eat way too much fake meat for my own good. Even if it's tasty and doesn't conflict with my dietary philosophy, it's still junk food for the most part. I need to learn how to really cook instead of just microwaving stuff.
I eat way too much fake meat for my own good. Even if it's tasty and doesn't conflict with my dietary philosophy, it's still junk food for the most part. I need to learn how to really cook instead of just microwaving stuff.
I heartily approve of this - learning how to cook is the quickest way to dietary satisfaction. Something I just read said, "Eat as much junk food as you want - as long as you make it yourself." :P
I tend to spend too much time looking at porn on the internet.
I tend to spend too much time looking at porn on the internet.
Who doesn't?
Anything under fourteen hours a day is probably fine.
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I bite my nails constantly. Interestingly enough, it wasn't born of nervousness, but laziness. I didn't have any fingernail clippers when I lived in the dorms my freshman year of college. Instead of walking to a drugstore, I just bit my nails down when they got too long. I got used to it, and now I no longer realize I'm doing it.
Wow. I haven't been watching much porn lately. I better take up the slack and get to it.
at my work we have lead-lined doors, and for some legaleze reason, they had to take the arms at the top off of the doors that held them from swinging too freely. So, for about a year, you had to really put some oomph into this door to get it to open, and that's the motion my cerebellum remembered automatically. So.
When they took the arms off at the top, I shove the hell out of the door and it flies freely now, and the doorknob goes into the wall like a warhammer spike through a paper mache breastplate....
The maintenance guys really love you...
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Absentmindedly chewing on things
And I mean pretty much anything, pens, pencils, fingernails, fingers themselves, headphone cords, my mustache, my hair, pretty much anything.
Disgusting habit, I know, but what can you do?
Worst thing too is that it is a nervous habit, so a little bit of anxiety or stress, and it gets amplified tenfold
Anything under fourteen hours a day is probably fine.
Uh oh.
I tend to spend too much time looking at porn on the internet.
puts away tissue box and lotion
Absentmindedly chewing on things
And I mean pretty much anything, pens, pencils, fingernails, fingers themselves, headphone cords, my mustache, my hair, pretty much anything.
Disgusting habit, I know, but what can you do?
Worst thing too is that it is a nervous habit, so a little bit of anxiety or stress, and it gets amplified tenfold
Guilty.
The rest of you minus Lilith, David, and TAD:
I use the paizo boards as porn...
I use the paizo boards as porn...
You would!
Daily frustration of purpose, but not trying to break that one at all. Actually breaking it sounds downright painful and I have heard that doing so could seriously endanger one's life.
Ambiguous pronouns as a source for lowbrow humor.
I constatly tap to imaginary beats on my desk at home, on the seat I'm sitting on in public, anything really.
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
I constatly tap to imaginary beats on my desk at home, on the seat I'm sitting on in public, anything really.
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
Also guilty, on both accounts.
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I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
Whew. I'm not the only one.
I also have a bad habit of impulse buying roleplaying game books that I will probably never use, like the 3rd ed. Ebberon stuff, Dragonlance, Palladium, M&M 2nd Ed, Green Ronin books, Etc.
I also have a bad habit of impulse buying roleplaying game books that I will probably never use, like the 3rd ed. Ebberon stuff, Dragonlance, Palladium, M&M 2nd Ed, Green Ronin books, Etc.
Ahem... (looking at my shelf full of rpg stuff, including obscure stuff like Skyrealms of Jorune, Feathered Priests, Ruf des Warlock, Witchcraft)... No, no, I don´t buy such things...
Also, I´m guilty of not being able to hold my hands calm, always fiddling around with something. And I have real trouble watching a whole movie these days, can´t concentrate for longer than half an hour.
Sitting in front of the PC for hours on end - in my free time...
Stefan
Picking my nose. That would be mine... But what can you do? What is more satisfying than the discovery of this perfect... well, never mind! :P
I tend to spend too much time looking at porn on the internet.
No such thing...
Wait, there's porn on the internet now?
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Whew. I'm not the only one....
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
When I'm writing something, I tend to vocalize the dialogue to sort of sound it out. Usually my mouth is closed, so no sound actually gets out into the real world, but that's even weirder, talking to myself with my mouth closed.
Other annoying habits;
Someone at work recently informed me that I'm 'OCD like a mother****er' because he saw me arranging my animal cookies by type before eating them. What? Doesn't everyone do that? I even have an order of preference. Broken ones first, obviously...
With certain other movie buff friends, I can have entire conversations in movie quotes. It annoys the hell out of people who haven't seen Aliens, Heathers, Animal House, Highlander, The Crow, Caddyshack, Monty Python, etc. and can't keep up.
With certain other movie buff friends, I can have entire conversations in movie quotes. It annoys the hell out of people who haven't seen Aliens, Heathers, Animal House, Highlander, The Crow, Caddyshack, Monty Python, etc. and can't keep up.
I'm the same way with Back to the Future (1 & 2), Dogma, Hackers, Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back, Rocketman, Star Wars, Star Trek, etc...
I make a lot of obscure snarks that I don't care that anyone gets it but me. As long as I got a chuckle out of what I said, the mission is accomplished.
I make a lot of obscure snarks that I don't care that anyone gets it but me. As long as I got a chuckle out of what I said, the mission is accomplished.
'Right on the tick' confuzzled my mom for years.
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I'm a student at the Command and General Staff College at Leavenworth right now, so I'm literally stuck at a desk in a classroom (Socratic style, so not all bad) all day, five days a week. Whenever the lesson becomes painfully reductio ad absurdum I try to help it along with snarky comments...
Dr. History: "So, what technological innovations might count toward the next revolution in military affairs?"
Me: "Something that renders the Soldier as obsolete, unnecessary to the conduct of war..."
Dr. History: "Like UAVs--"
Me: "No, like robotic terminators."
or
Dr. Strategic Leadership: "For this scenario, what additional resources might the Joint Task Force Commander request from European Command?"
Me: "Man-portable tactical nukes, or plasma rifles with an extra day's charges."
Strangely, they always laugh, and I haven't been fired...yet...
Dr. History even reposted me one day with a "Or park a Death Star in low orbit."
Hey, these are 15-person classes, and we're all 35 years old and more; and we're stuck here for a year of academic tedium, government-paced.
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Strangely the military seems to enjoy things like that. I remember one day our light leader called for a training exercise in which a Klingon bird of prey decloacked over the weapons storage area. They complamented me on my quick thinking when I took a strip of tape and put a sign that said portable photon torpedo launcher along the side of my M-203.
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Strangely the military seems to enjoy things like that. I remember one day our light leader called for a training exercise in which a Klingon bird of prey decloacked over the weapons storage area. They complamented me on my quick thinking when I took a strip of tape and put a sign that said portable photon torpedo launcher along the side of my M-203.
FTW! There's a ginormous community of geeks in the the military, certainly the Army. My class here is 1200 students, but 15 in my section: 11 Army O4s, a Navy O4, USAF O4, and a CW4, and a Brit--standard makeup. Doctor Who, Star Wars, Tarantino films, Red Dwarf, D&D, and especially Monty Python and Black Adder--I'm surprised if at least half aren't referenced at least once a day. Think about that the next time you wonder what the hell the officer-in-charge is thinking about during the brief...
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Talking to yourself is not dangerous, answering yourself is.Whew. I'm not the only one....
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
Uh-oh.
Shut up, he wasn't talking to you.He might have been.
No way, they can't see you through the webcam.
Are you sure?
Yes, idiot.
Nothing to see here.....
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Talking to yourself is not dangerous, answering yourself is.Whew. I'm not the only one....
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
So I imagine arguments are a big no-no? especially when you lose them?
Huh. Gotta keep that in mind next time I'm in public
RPG Superstar 2009 Top 32, 2010 Top 8
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I constatly tap to imaginary beats on my desk at home, on the seat I'm sitting on in public, anything really.
I talk to myself, not dangerously, but I can't come up with new campaign ideas without voicing them outloud.
Is your phone on the Archangel Network?
When I'm tired, I start talking in the plural.
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RPG Superstar 2009 Top 32, 2010 Top 8
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Also remember to have a cell phone handy so you can pull it out and pretend to talk top someone. Then people will not know you are a deranged loner.
I've done this with my bluetooth headset.
Me (sees a guy with an earpiece) "Don't you love these things?" *taps earpeice*
Guy: Sure they make life easier.
Me: Yeah, it used to be when you saw someone talking to themselves you thought they were crazy. Now people just think I'm on the phone! *walks away, waiting for it to sink in*
I need to stop counting on my friends showing up at the times they say they will. Rather I need to start telling them to show up 30-60 minutes before I want them too.
I need to stop counting on my friends showing up at the times they say they will. Rather I need to start telling them to show up 30-60 minutes before I want them too.I started doing that with my brother and his wife, and it worked wonders.
When my wife and I go to movies with her family, we actually tell her mom the show time before the one we're going to.
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When my wife and I go to movies with her family, we actually tell her mom the show time before the one we're going to.I need to stop counting on my friends showing up at the times they say they will. Rather I need to start telling them to show up 30-60 minutes before I want them too.I started doing that with my brother and his wife, and it worked wonders.
Everybody has at least one such person in their lives, it seems. My wife's aunt is not only perpetually late, but gets indignant when you pull the time-switch (ex. "I can't believe you lied to me about the time. How inconsiderate!")
My lady's family is so notorious for running behind that their family surname is dubbed with their own "time". "Hey, where's Jimmy? Isn't he gonna be here soon?" "Jimmy's on Smithson Time". i.e. he's running late as usual.