I just realised that I probably wouldn’t realise it was strange, I might have to ask someone who knows me
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I shave the parts of my chest within 10cm of my nipples, so that suction toys stay on properly.
So apparently my girlfriend thinks it's weird my family keeps a knife in the toilet. You know, just in case it doesn't flush down. I thought everybody did this.
I have a computer desk set up in the living room, so I can watch TV while I work. I'm divorced so I figure I don't really give a shit what people think.
I always read out loud. Always. And I do most of my readings while walking. So I imagine hearing me waking around taking to myself make other people think 'wtf?'.
If I have just about any kind of bread, I have an irresistible urge to dip it in liquid. Specifically, chocolate milk, apple juice, or certain types of soup. Peanut butter sandwiches too, but not in soup lol. Well, maybe?
It started in kindergarten. Every morning I'd eat breakfast at school: chocolate milk, cereal, and a biscuit. Chocolate milk goes in the cereal, eat cereal, then dip the biscuit in the milk in the bowl. This continued through fifth grade. I was pretty anti-social to begin with, but this weird quirk scared away any would-be friend who tried to sit with me. Heh.
Never grew out of it though. Now I just do it when nobody's looking. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I need at least 3 pillows for sleeping comfortably. Doesn't matter if I even actually touch them, but I do need them just in case. One primary chonky one, and 2 slimmer ones to adjust height and etc.
I say something unique to myself (like the date or something I'm working on today) when I lock the door, so that I can think back to that moment later in the day and remember that I locked the door. Otherwise I start worrying about if I locked the door or not.