What weird or eccentric things do you do?

Rythming peoples or pets names in front of everyone. Stopping on the streets just too look at what's on the ground such as litter and reading what's in it even though it may just be a candy wrapper. Eating my food on the plate in order of my least favourite to my most favourite. There's quite a few things lol.

I didn't think of this earlier, but I guess it's odd. I like to often send letters or reviews with suggestions/feedback, questions, and/or praise to places by email, printed letter, or contact form. Today, alone, I sent three: to the New York Times, Allrecipes.com, and Taste of Home. I also attempted to send one to Genius Recipes, but it wasn't easy. I've sent numerous letters/contact forms to congressmen/women, senators, writers, doctors, companies, and others. Some respond with canned responses, but others respond either with real acknowledgement or even thoughtful responses, answers to questions, or great coupons. Doing this makes me feel that I am making a difference, however small, or helps me learn and connect. It's something I can manage.

I like surveys and feedback forms

I am a member of the Hedgehog protection society, but have no interest at all in saving the Hedgehogs (mannic thing)

I do weird gross human stuff and I like putting myself in weird situations all day in my head.

Talk to my self to think things out.

I love looking at photos of Antarctica. I have hundreds of them. When manic two weeks ago I tried to purchase a $28,000 Antarctic cruise. Anyone interested in joining me? (psychiatrists not invited,

I don't know why but if I eat chicken soup or beef vegetable soup from a can I have to pick all the meat pieces out before I can eat it. I then offer the meat to whoever happens to be around(usually hubby) if they don't want it it goes to the animals.

I don't like my food touching and I eat things one at a time. Like if we have pot roast with carrots and potatoes I have to sort the meat and the potatoes and the carrots into their own piles then eat one pile then another then the last one.

only if you make sure their's enough doctor pepper on the cruise to last me for the duration (I warn you, I drink the stuff by the gallon)

I love tearing paper. anything and everything. it is so satisfying

I love blowing bubbles in my drink- and if I still had one, I'd probbaly still use my sippy cup (I loved that thing)

I talk to myself if i've made some sort of mess and give myself a bit of a lecture. it's the only time I'll actually talk to myself for an extended period of time

ask someone what sound a dog makes, then laugh and say that's right, regardless of what they respond with

I often wonder what doors and wardrobes and other objects would say if they could talk

I "rate" people who I meet

with 1 being I can't stand to be around you, and 10 being you're absolutely awesome

I can't sleep in a made bed. I have to make a "nest" for lack of a better word with no less than 6 pillows, one sheet and one comforter/blanket. NONE of them can be tucked in. The fitted sheet is the only thing I leave alone.

This is such a fun thread! Raging_Vortex, you have some neat quirks! I love tearing paper up too -- so satisfying!

I sort of have a compulsion to close jars and boxes and any other closable thing as soon as possible. It used to bother my husband in our early days together, but now he just makes fun of it. I think it might be a European (or Czech) thing, but he butters and puts jam on only the part of his bread slice he's about to take a bite of, while I butter the whole thing. What still gets him is that I tend to close jars very tightly.

I talk to the dogs as if they were humans. I say "excuse me" when I have to step over them, "good morning" when they come to greet me in the AM, and "I'm sorry" when I trip over one of them in the hallway and accidentally step on their tail. I also have great conversations with them when it's just us alone together in the evenings after everyone else has gone to bed.

I can't stand open cabinets or drawers, so I go around behind everyone and close them. The microwave also drives me crazy when someone doesn't finish what they're doing and "Press Start" or the number of seconds left flash continuously.

Then there's Duck S**t Lake in a neighboring town. I used to drive by it going to and from work, and I was often tempted to stop and take a swim on the way home. One day I mentioned this to my sister, who promptly said "But what about the duck s**t?" So every time I drive past this lake, I yell "DUCK S**T!!" and laugh like an idiot. Sometimes I yell so loud that other people in the lane next to me hear it, and they always look at me strangely (I wonder why, LOL). It's the one utterly insane thing I do, and even after seven years of doing it I still get a kick out of it.

I take exceedingly long showers. Typically 30 to 45 minutes or until the water gets cold. If I am manic, my husband literally caps me at 1/2 hour showers 2xs a day because I once took a 6 hour shower (you didn’t misread that) in which I believed the Holy Spirit miraculously kept the water warm.

I know ASL semi fluently and constantly fingerspell to myself. For instance, if I’m in a hurry, I’ll sign “run” to myself.

I have these weird bumps or knots on the insides of my knuckles that I move back and forth all the time.

I start listening to Christmas music the day after Halloween but totally judge people who put up their trees prior to Thanksgiving. 😂😂😂

I go through phases, which could be exaggerations of my illness, where my passions defy logic. An instance off the top of my head is when I decided I was serious about my Christian faith and broke nearly 100 secular cds in half and ripped up posters of Janis Joplin, the Beatles, Ani DiFranco, lots of artists I loved growing up and burned them in a fire. I remember how proud my mom was of me. I don’t believe I was necessarily manic, just ridiculously passionate. Thank God for YouTube and Pandora, because years later I can actually enjoy them again, ha!

I have woken up in the middle of the night compelled to write friends, lovers, pastors and I will write them right there in the middle of the night and click send with no thought or mail them first thing in the morning.

My hair is naturally very, very curly red but I’ve straightened it every single day for about the last 7 years.

If my pdoc at the time hadn’t convinced me that more kids were a poor decision and if my husband would have been on board, I would have had several more children. It’s goid I didn’t because of PPP but I always dreamed of a huge family.

You do eccentric things only if you're rich.
If you're poor, you do plain crazy stuff.

i love to flirt with women. But if, by any slight chance, push comes to shove, I back down.
I guess I'm just a teaser. Like some people I know.

I also eat my buggers. Hahaha just kidding.

Cheers.

cashart10 I'd love to learn sign

pretty sure when I was a kid we may have done the alphabet, but i've forgotten it now

I made up a fake forum in my head called safe haven, with fake forum usernames and fake threads

a little bit like this just abandoned with only a few users at a time

it is isn't it?

I love it

sometimes I speak to my dialing tone on my phone and pretend someone's actually their on the other side

even though I'm from england, I prefer to use american terms where possible

so many people still look at me weirdly when I talk about elevators