Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaains
Weird quirks! Yes, I have decided that the weird quirk molecules of my brain will be exposed to the world... just for the fact I can. Also for the fact I think I got repetative when I was speakin' to des, so apparently it has significance. Give it a try, it'll be fun.
The word "meal". I don't know what it is about it that drives me nuts. It's even contextual! If it's used in reference to sitting down and eating, the twitches kick in. If it's just someone talking about ground up grain, I'm fine.
Machines in water can have a range of effects, from general uneasyness to all out terror. This even extends to still pictures and movies, even though I love movies that are set under water. The scene from "The Abyss" in which they're photographing the rotors of the sunken submarine make me incredibly uncomfortable. The worst manifestation of this one was when I was about ten and went with my folks to the national power plant in Maryland. At the time they had a replica of Nemo's submarine from "1,000 Leagues Under the Sea" in a large pool just inside the door. I almost collapsed at the sight of it.
Fascination with seeing the core of an operational nuclear reactor, even though I'm beyond terrified of radiation. Note: The only way to see a reactor in operation is to see a machine in water. Nice!
Nails on a chalkboard. This doesn't bother me in the slightest. You can scratch all day and I'll just look at you funny. Now.. grab the ERASER (especially the black kind used in schools) and rub it around on the same chalkboard. This will make me want to murder you where you stand, especially if it's an unusually dry day. Fortunatly this has gotten much less severe now that I'm not in school.
The vent above the door in our bathroom. My brain (not "me") is beyond convinced there's a lawn gnome or SOMETHING in there. It doesn't even creep me out, but it's almost reflexive for me to keep an eye on it when I'm taking a shower. I've gotten a few metric tons of soap in my eyes because of this.
The word "meal". I don't know what it is about it that drives me nuts. It's even contextual! If it's used in reference to sitting down and eating, the twitches kick in. If it's just someone talking about ground up grain, I'm fine.
Machines in water can have a range of effects, from general uneasyness to all out terror. This even extends to still pictures and movies, even though I love movies that are set under water. The scene from "The Abyss" in which they're photographing the rotors of the sunken submarine make me incredibly uncomfortable. The worst manifestation of this one was when I was about ten and went with my folks to the national power plant in Maryland. At the time they had a replica of Nemo's submarine from "1,000 Leagues Under the Sea" in a large pool just inside the door. I almost collapsed at the sight of it.
Fascination with seeing the core of an operational nuclear reactor, even though I'm beyond terrified of radiation. Note: The only way to see a reactor in operation is to see a machine in water. Nice!
Nails on a chalkboard. This doesn't bother me in the slightest. You can scratch all day and I'll just look at you funny. Now.. grab the ERASER (especially the black kind used in schools) and rub it around on the same chalkboard. This will make me want to murder you where you stand, especially if it's an unusually dry day. Fortunatly this has gotten much less severe now that I'm not in school.
The vent above the door in our bathroom. My brain (not "me") is beyond convinced there's a lawn gnome or SOMETHING in there. It doesn't even creep me out, but it's almost reflexive for me to keep an eye on it when I'm taking a shower. I've gotten a few metric tons of soap in my eyes because of this.