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acejillian)
1. When I read a book for fun rather than for a class, most of the time I wind up picking a character and reading all of his/her lines out loud. I've done this since as far back as I can remember.
To anyone watching me read, I must look slightly nuts.
2. I consider myself a fairly brave person, normally, but all that goes out the window when it comes to invasive medicine. Needles, tubes, pins, breathing apparatus - if it doesn't belong in my body but goes there and stays there anyway, I'm terrified of it to the point of hyperventillation. I've had procedures done completely lucid or with the aid of (much weaker) oral painkillers, rather than have an IV installed. Pain's ok; tubes are not.
This phobia extends into an equally paralyzing fear of pregnancy. Not so much childbirth, pain and all, but pregnancy itself. The very idea does bad things to my mental state, to the point where I've very seriously contemplated either having my tubes tied (or equivallent infertility procedure), or giving up sex with men till the end of time.
The real kicker? I love children and would very much like to raise my own, someday. So long as it doesn't come from my body. Adoption it is.
3. I have a semi-photographic memory. 'Semi' because while I can memorize whole fics or chapters of books I've enjoyed word for word, I can never keep equations or rote facts straight, no matter how hard I try. There has to be a whole pyramid of emotions and associations involved.
4. I have no self-preservation when it comes to animals. When I was little, I very nearly stuck my hand into the fox cage at the zoo (dude! baby foxes!). Were I to go back to the zoo now, at the age of twenty-one, the impulse to pet the fluffy wild animals would still be there. Oh, sure, I know better, but instinctively fear and animals don't live on the same side of my brain.
The positive side of this is, should my cat scratch or nip me, I'm back to cooing at him in about two seconds, all things forgiven.
Ok, so all of that was a long way of saying I'm a crazy cat/dog/everything lady.
5. I need to fiddle with something at all times. If that something is a pair of scissors, fear for my clothing or any nearby pieces of paper.
6. Left alone, my sleep schedule tends to invert, so that I'm going to bed around seven in the morning an waking up around three in the afternoon. Righting it back up is a royal pain in the ass.
7. I adore long flowing skirts and 40s-looking A-line dresses. Society and temperature allowing, I'd wear nothing else.
8. I spend so much time with headphones over my ears, I often feel like something missing when they're off. Ditto for my glasses, but that's not as weird.
9. When it comes to religion, I believe in both everything and nothing. That is, I believe in the possibility of just about anything, but utterly lack anything resembling faith.
10. I'm equally comfortable with the idea of either a polyamorous or monogamous relationship, on my end, but I find myself actively prefering partners who are non-monogamous. For me, being the center of someone's world in any way is stressful rather than flattering. To the same effect, I'm very low-maintainance; I wouldn't say no to an occasional fancy gift or outing, but I don't require them and too many bring on le stress. This comes from being unable to reciprocate, mostly, as I am dead broke.
Wheee, this got so serious. *g* Mostly because I ran out of fluffy quirky facts and had to intersperse them with the heavier stuff.
Tagged:nevacaruso, yoritomo_reiko, lostfrontier, sephy_elysian, ruebert, testickles.
Participation offered but not required.
acejillian)1. When I read a book for fun rather than for a class, most of the time I wind up picking a character and reading all of his/her lines out loud. I've done this since as far back as I can remember.
To anyone watching me read, I must look slightly nuts.
2. I consider myself a fairly brave person, normally, but all that goes out the window when it comes to invasive medicine. Needles, tubes, pins, breathing apparatus - if it doesn't belong in my body but goes there and stays there anyway, I'm terrified of it to the point of hyperventillation. I've had procedures done completely lucid or with the aid of (much weaker) oral painkillers, rather than have an IV installed. Pain's ok; tubes are not.
This phobia extends into an equally paralyzing fear of pregnancy. Not so much childbirth, pain and all, but pregnancy itself. The very idea does bad things to my mental state, to the point where I've very seriously contemplated either having my tubes tied (or equivallent infertility procedure), or giving up sex with men till the end of time.
The real kicker? I love children and would very much like to raise my own, someday. So long as it doesn't come from my body. Adoption it is.
3. I have a semi-photographic memory. 'Semi' because while I can memorize whole fics or chapters of books I've enjoyed word for word, I can never keep equations or rote facts straight, no matter how hard I try. There has to be a whole pyramid of emotions and associations involved.
4. I have no self-preservation when it comes to animals. When I was little, I very nearly stuck my hand into the fox cage at the zoo (dude! baby foxes!). Were I to go back to the zoo now, at the age of twenty-one, the impulse to pet the fluffy wild animals would still be there. Oh, sure, I know better, but instinctively fear and animals don't live on the same side of my brain.
The positive side of this is, should my cat scratch or nip me, I'm back to cooing at him in about two seconds, all things forgiven.
Ok, so all of that was a long way of saying I'm a crazy cat/dog/everything lady.
5. I need to fiddle with something at all times. If that something is a pair of scissors, fear for my clothing or any nearby pieces of paper.
6. Left alone, my sleep schedule tends to invert, so that I'm going to bed around seven in the morning an waking up around three in the afternoon. Righting it back up is a royal pain in the ass.
7. I adore long flowing skirts and 40s-looking A-line dresses. Society and temperature allowing, I'd wear nothing else.
8. I spend so much time with headphones over my ears, I often feel like something missing when they're off. Ditto for my glasses, but that's not as weird.
9. When it comes to religion, I believe in both everything and nothing. That is, I believe in the possibility of just about anything, but utterly lack anything resembling faith.
10. I'm equally comfortable with the idea of either a polyamorous or monogamous relationship, on my end, but I find myself actively prefering partners who are non-monogamous. For me, being the center of someone's world in any way is stressful rather than flattering. To the same effect, I'm very low-maintainance; I wouldn't say no to an occasional fancy gift or outing, but I don't require them and too many bring on le stress. This comes from being unable to reciprocate, mostly, as I am dead broke.
Wheee, this got so serious. *g* Mostly because I ran out of fluffy quirky facts and had to intersperse them with the heavier stuff.
Tagged:
nevacaruso, yoritomo_reiko, lostfrontier, sephy_elysian, ruebert, testickles.Participation offered but not required.
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Date: 2007-01-14 08:40 pm (UTC)I'm not sure that's so much weird as agnostic. ^~
*runs off with tag*
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Date: 2007-01-14 08:45 pm (UTC)