Idiosyncracies and Bimboisms

Wow. Below are a selection of some of the cute little things that I say and some of the stange things I experience that even freak ME out, a little. Have fun.

Quotes:

"Some days I feel like a hermit crab facing the tsunami of my destiny."

"I'll take absurdity over melodrama any day!"

"There's a reason why I'm worshipped in several third world nations."

"If you can't be good, at least be prolific!"

"I believe in cruelty to dumb animals, as long as they're human."

"In my world, there will be a 24 hour cheese store!"

"My karma ran over my dogma."

"You just have to get right in there and smell everything!"

"It's not real! None of it is real!"

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Quirks:

Sometimes I get this strange, very vehicular sensation. I really feel as though I'm not really wherever I am, it's just my body carrying me around. Yes, I realize that this would imply that I believe in the existence of something like a "soul", but I don't think I do. And I'm not even a mysterian, go figure.

There is a weird connection between seemingly unrelated groups of my memories. A smell may make me think of a location close to where I grew up; this memory without fail evokes all of the other memories that (for no discernable reason) have somehow become connected to this one image. One day I was frightened by the reality of how my aveoli were inflating and deflating in constant rhythm, and it set me on THE CHAIN (which is how I shall now refer to this group of memories). I think even some dream events get referred to the Chain, so it's just one big messy corner in my brain where nothing is logically related. But it changes every time that it's envoked, too.

I find that experience dealing with other humans is generally reflective--or maybe all experience, for that matter--I never think of ascribing a particular trait to myself until I see it elsewhere first. But since it's probably impossible to understand concepts without some form of experience with them, no matter how indirect, so this is all really quite redundant after all. There you go--I tend to be redundant at times, at least that's a good one. The reader will have to forgive me, I have been reading a book on pre-Godelian epistemology (as if that had anything to do with it).

I gesticulate freely, even in public, outside of conversation.

I am highly amused by irony and flatulence.

Further questions or comments? You know where to send them!
And as with all else, there is always more to come!

Now all that makes me want to go back in the Litterbox.

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