etben | 10 things I know about me. Not necessarily the most useful information...but stuff.

I can crack my shoulders and my big toes deliberately, and sometimes my hips when I stretch, but I can't bear to crack my fingers, because I hate the sound and the feeling of it. I've never managed to crack my back, either.

My first response in stressful situations, more often than not, is violence. I rarely act on it, but it often makes me uncomfortable.

I really don't like looking people directly in the eye. No idea why. I always have the impression that I'm doing it wrong.

I regularly talk to myself, out loud and in public. I kind of like the looks people give me when I do.

I am simultaneously convinced that I am a better, smarter person than most of the people I know, and certain that I am the most disgusting and boring person of my acquaintance. I actually kind of like this—not in application, but one of my favorite things about people is the way we (they) can have two completely contradictory opinions at the same time.

I'm really bad at cleaning up after myself. Not only does my things traine like nobody's business, I'm really bad at stuff like remembering to do laundry and wash dishes. Plates, I'll remember, but if I were left to my own devices, I would never wash a fork again. Or my water bottle—why the fuck should I wash a water bottle? I suspect that, on some level, I just don't believe in germs.

I am not nearly as absent-minded as I pretend to be. I frequently don't do things I say I will, but it's almost never because I genuinely forget. On a similar note, I lie a lot. I practice my lies. I lie well, too. I almost never lie about the big things, though—just little things.

My dream job is to be a linguist in Atlantis. Yes, from Stargate: Atlantis. Because I am just that much of a BIG DORK.

I have an absolute horror of seeking professional psychological help. It's one of those things I honestly don't know that I could ever do, no matter how much I might need to.

Words are my kink. Images, meh, sometimes and tangentially—words, printed or spoken, do it for me in the biggest possible way.

...I really wasn't going to use this for real-life stuff, but, hm. Oh well. There won't be much of this, I promise.