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Six weird things about me from [livejournal.com profile] sparklebutch (that's what you get for going to read your friends journal in good faith - tagged, I mean), and because I also got tagged by [livejournal.com profile] dodger_winslow :

You start with "6 weird habits/things about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write about their 6 weird habits/things as well as include these instructions. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names.

Let me tell you, it wasn't easy, 'cause weirdness is just in the mind of the beholder. I just hope I found things that'd be considered more universally weird, opposed to things that are just weird by the standards of one group of people or another *grins*.

• I like milk vegetable soup – the kind where you make soup with fresh carrots and peas and potatoes and cabbage, and then add milk before bringing it to boil the last time.
• I cannot hit the tune while singing, though I can hear when I (or someone else) is singing off-key.
• Since something that happened when I was 18, I kind of lost my ability to cry in frustrating situations - on the other hand, I cry almost always when listening to beautiful music (opera is guaranteed to make me cry). And I miss the ability to cry the hurt out, so I tend to use music, or movies, or literature to help me do that, when I feel the need.
• I tend to read, write and think (and also talk, sometimes) in a language that is not native to me, at least as much, or sometimes even more than in my native language, though I do not have a spouse or a parent who’d be a speaker of that other language (English), nor really any pressing need to communicate in English other than that I like it.
• I tend to get weird flashes of information sometimes, usually of a situation defined by sensory factors – light slanting just so, someone standing just there, saying just that sentence – and some time in the future, I find myself in the exact same situation. Those glimpses are never long nor particularly informative, only moments torn out of the picture. I hate them, actually. Probably because they scare me :)
• I usually have interesting, vivid dreams when I’m not too tired. That was even more true when I was a child, and at that time I was genuinely afraid of getting lost in a dream and not finding my way back. But I was also curious and very much loved the fact that I could dream. So, every night before going to sleep, I used to imagine a long thin chain from my ankle to the leg of my bed that would keep me anchored and help me to get back.

Because I'm lazy, and sleepy, and not at all innovative tonight, I'll go by the default route and say: you, reading this, consider yourself tagged. Yes, I mean you.

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Date: 2006-04-29 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dodger-winslow.livejournal.com
I kind of lost my ability to cry in frustrating situations - on the other hand, I cry almost always when listening to beautiful music(opera is guaranteed to make me cry).

My friends all make fun of me because you can beat me with a stick and I won't cry, but I frakkin commercials make me tear up all the time. I'm glad to know someone else is weird with me on this.

I tend to read, write and think (and also talk, sometimes) in a language that is not native to me, at least as much, or sometimes even more than in my native language, though I do not have a spouse or a parent who’d be a speaker of that other language (English), nor really any pressing need to communicate in English other than that I like it.

Okay, this begs to ask: What's your native language? Feel free to ignore the question or lie (I always say "chicken!" when I'm lying to avoid answering a question I don't want to answer) if that's none of my frakkin business.

Those glimpses are never long nor particularly informative, only moments torn out of the picture. I hate them, actually.

Don't hate them, embrace them. Someone very wise once told me, view it like you're getting a glimpse behind the curtain at the reality of the great and powerful Oz. Or you could just look at it like another Mr. Smith has entered the Matrix. ;)

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Date: 2006-04-30 12:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dodger-winslow.livejournal.com
Estonian, eh? Very cool. I don't think I've ever known anyone from Estonia, or who spoke Estonian. So were you raised bilingual or did you learn English later? I had a friend from Portugal who told me once he thought and dreamed in Portuguese, then had to translate everything to English. That sounded like a hell of a lot of work to me.

I don't believe in precognition or pre-destination, but I do believe in patterns to the chaos that, unless willfully disrupted, can and will lead to relative inevitabilities. But that could just be me. ;)