Got any quirks?

I twist my beard and play with my beard all the damn time.

I used to do that all the time with my long chin pubes.

Anyone ever get sensations of overwhelming energy that needs to be released in some way or you're just gonna freak the fuck out? I have them many many MANY times a day. Even multiple times in an hour, or even multiple times in a small amount of time. A lot just sitting at my comp or driving too. Ill get this overhwhelming feeling of energy that I must do something to exert so either I flex every single muscle in my body really tense-like, let out a loud screech, a combination of the two usually, or something else really weird just to release it from myself. Hard to explain.
 
I just thought of one:

When I'm walking around, I'm usually in a deep train of thought. I usually am debating points, and a lot of the times I'll make hand jesters to compliment the debate in my head.
 
Anyone ever get sensations of overwhelming energy that needs to be released in some way or you're just gonna freak the fuck out? I have them many many MANY times a day. Even multiple times in an hour, or even multiple times in a small amount of time. A lot just sitting at my comp or driving too. Ill get this overhwhelming feeling of energy that I must do something to exert so either I flex every single muscle in my body really tense-like, let out a loud screech, a combination of the two usually, or something else really weird just to release it from myself. Hard to explain.

Hahaha, I have the energy thing too. I usually just make lots of random noises and yell a lot/say stuff in weird voices mocking things. Sometimes when someone says something I'll automatically mock them inside my head, and if I'm not careful, I'll say it out loud without even thinking about it and have to apologize.
 
I find Guthrum to be one weird motherfucker. He seems like a decent enough gent to have a beer with, but I wouldn't feel comfortable splitting a hotel room at a fest with him or anything. I take him as a person who would murder a stranger.

You hear these stories all the time. "Local kid who did well in school and was loved by all, commits act of horror."
 
Ever since i started growing out the facial hair, I've developed this weird habit of sticking my tongue up to kind of lick/move around the 'stache hairs. Feels weird. I lock my car whenever I leave it, even if its just for a second (I mean really, even if I'm in the process of unloading a bunch of things, if the car leaves my sight for a second, it gets locked).
 
I do this hand-shaking while grimacing and making a gurgling noise type thing that started like 20 years ago. Started out when I would see someone I loathed and has since progressed into just about everything from excitement to humor to rage. I think I need to see a shrink.
 
Yeah wtf. It's like a subtle form of Tourette's. I kind of like it though. :lol:

Actually, I think I do have tourettes. I believe it more and more everyday.

I think I'd like to meet Guthrum some day, he seems cool.

Then I'd kill him for stealing my name. You (yes, you!) could be next.

:lol:

BRING IT

I find Guthrum to be one weird motherfucker. He seems like a decent enough gent to have a beer with, but I wouldn't feel comfortable splitting a hotel room at a fest with him or anything. I take him as a person who would murder a stranger.

You hear these stories all the time. "Local kid who did well in school and was loved by all, commits act of horror."

Hahahaha.

I'm a really nice guy actually, but if you're one of those people that I just can't stand, I can only be nice for so long. Even then, I don't do anything. I'm a pretty stand up guy, I like to think. I've been told a few times I'm the most likable guy said person has ever met and I'm pretty laid back. But, there is that off chance I could flip. I'll just channel that into the military.
 
I'm a really nice guy actually, but if you're one of those people that I just can't stand, I can only be nice for so long. Even then, I don't do anything.

:lol:


We'd probably be best friends with in 2 minutes. I'm just talking out of my ass mate. If you come to HCIII you can sleep at the foot of my bed. [/notgay]
 
Hahaha.

I remember there was this fat nerdy kid that sat in front of me in one of my 12th grade classes in high school. His name was Mitchell, but me and my friend called him Bitchell, or Garfield, or Heathcliff 'cause of the way he looked and his ass was ridiculously big in proportion to the rest of his fatness. But, he would turn around and mess with my shit and just blab away. I would get so pissed off and even though I couldn't handle being nice to him anymore, I just couldn't do anything to him. Sometimes it's mentally and physically tiring for me to be nice.
 
It's better to be nice. I used to sass this one corpulent kid who wore womens underwear and plastic protectors on his sneakers during rainy days. One day out of the blue he took a swing at me and I had no other choice but to fling him UP a flight of stairs.
 
It's better to be nice. I used to sass this one corpulent kid who wore womens underwear and plastic protectors on his sneakers during rainy days. One day out of the blue he took a swing at me and I had no other choice but to fling him UP a flight of stairs.

:lol::lol:

one billion stars

I didn't see that part before. Hilarious. Especially with Doomcifer being a big guy and screeching while he's flexing. :lol:

I'll start doing that at the gym.
 
Anyone ever get sensations of overwhelming energy that needs to be released in some way or you're just gonna freak the fuck out? I have them many many MANY times a day. Even multiple times in an hour, or even multiple times in a small amount of time. A lot just sitting at my comp or driving too. Ill get this overhwhelming feeling of energy that I must do something to exert so either I flex every single muscle in my body really tense-like, let out a loud screech, a combination of the two usually, or something else really weird just to release it from myself. Hard to explain.

This would be one.

If my house had monitoring cameras in it though, man. I have to imagine my parents would commit me.
 
I subconsciously pinch my ciggs out and put the buts in my pockets even when I am home, because that's what we have to do around here.