What embarrassing neurotic habits do you have? Can’t answer the telephone until the third ring, because otherwise the call will be bad news? Always sing “Leaving on a Jet Plane” during takeoff to keep the plane from crashing? Share your neurotic habit in the comments and your rationalization for it.
Repost in your own journal so others can see they are not alone in their strange habits.
My Neurotic Habit: When I fly, I have to have a tomato juice (or bloody mary mix), with lemon if possible. Or the plane will crash.
My Rationalization for My Neurotic Behavior: I fly a lot, and the plane hasn’t crashed yet. It’s got to be connected.
I know that’s repetitive to the example, but it’s true.
jaysaint 
Posted by mishamish on November 13, 2006 at 1:16 pm
Uhm… I can’t really think of any off the top of my head, but I think that’s part of the whole “neurotic habit” shtick; that you don’t really THINK of it as a neurotic habit.
OOOH! Does talking to yourself count? Because I do. Alot. No real rationalization for it, except that it all started in a much more nervous and unsure part of my life when I would actively “rehearse” conversations I might later have to make sure I didn’t say anything stupid. It didn’t work, of course, but there you have it. These days I’m more likely to be muttering dialogue from story or other that’s running through my head.
Which is kinda creepy when I’m on the sidewalk in front of the apartment at 2:00 in the morning, in my old army surplus coat and my hair all wild, muttering to myself about vampire and aliens and such.
But I’m harmless, I swear!!
Posted by mishamish on November 13, 2006 at 1:16 pm
Uhm… I can’t really think of any off the top of my head, but I think that’s part of the whole “neurotic habit” shtick; that you don’t really THINK of it as a neurotic habit.
OOOH! Does talking to yourself count? Because I do. Alot. No real rationalization for it, except that it all started in a much more nervous and unsure part of my life when I would actively “rehearse” conversations I might later have to make sure I didn’t say anything stupid. It didn’t work, of course, but there you have it. These days I’m more likely to be muttering dialogue from story or other that’s running through my head.
Which is kinda creepy when I’m on the sidewalk in front of the apartment at 2:00 in the morning, in my old army surplus coat and my hair all wild, muttering to myself about vampire and aliens and such.
But I’m harmless, I swear!!
Posted by mishamish on November 13, 2006 at 1:16 pm
Uhm… I can’t really think of any off the top of my head, but I think that’s part of the whole “neurotic habit” shtick; that you don’t really THINK of it as a neurotic habit.
OOOH! Does talking to yourself count? Because I do. Alot. No real rationalization for it, except that it all started in a much more nervous and unsure part of my life when I would actively “rehearse” conversations I might later have to make sure I didn’t say anything stupid. It didn’t work, of course, but there you have it. These days I’m more likely to be muttering dialogue from story or other that’s running through my head.
Which is kinda creepy when I’m on the sidewalk in front of the apartment at 2:00 in the morning, in my old army surplus coat and my hair all wild, muttering to myself about vampire and aliens and such.
But I’m harmless, I swear!!
Posted by mishamish on November 13, 2006 at 1:16 pm
Uhm… I can’t really think of any off the top of my head, but I think that’s part of the whole “neurotic habit” shtick; that you don’t really THINK of it as a neurotic habit.
OOOH! Does talking to yourself count? Because I do. Alot. No real rationalization for it, except that it all started in a much more nervous and unsure part of my life when I would actively “rehearse” conversations I might later have to make sure I didn’t say anything stupid. It didn’t work, of course, but there you have it. These days I’m more likely to be muttering dialogue from story or other that’s running through my head.
Which is kinda creepy when I’m on the sidewalk in front of the apartment at 2:00 in the morning, in my old army surplus coat and my hair all wild, muttering to myself about vampire and aliens and such.
But I’m harmless, I swear!!
Posted by seraskin on November 19, 2006 at 4:27 pm
I alternate the sides of my mouth that I chew on. It’s a completely unconscious habit that I’ve had since childhood. I guess I want to make sure that my entire mouth gets the flavor, but it does sometimes mean that I have to strategize things like M&Ms — if I have an uneven number of them left, I have to let the final one melt in the middle of my tongue.
This is a totally manageable quirk, but what makes it interesting is that my sister does the exact same…a common trait we discovered only a few years ago.
Posted by seraskin on November 19, 2006 at 4:27 pm
I alternate the sides of my mouth that I chew on. It’s a completely unconscious habit that I’ve had since childhood. I guess I want to make sure that my entire mouth gets the flavor, but it does sometimes mean that I have to strategize things like M&Ms — if I have an uneven number of them left, I have to let the final one melt in the middle of my tongue.
This is a totally manageable quirk, but what makes it interesting is that my sister does the exact same…a common trait we discovered only a few years ago.
Posted by seraskin on November 19, 2006 at 4:27 pm
I alternate the sides of my mouth that I chew on. It’s a completely unconscious habit that I’ve had since childhood. I guess I want to make sure that my entire mouth gets the flavor, but it does sometimes mean that I have to strategize things like M&Ms — if I have an uneven number of them left, I have to let the final one melt in the middle of my tongue.
This is a totally manageable quirk, but what makes it interesting is that my sister does the exact same…a common trait we discovered only a few years ago.
Posted by seraskin on November 19, 2006 at 4:27 pm
I alternate the sides of my mouth that I chew on. It’s a completely unconscious habit that I’ve had since childhood. I guess I want to make sure that my entire mouth gets the flavor, but it does sometimes mean that I have to strategize things like M&Ms — if I have an uneven number of them left, I have to let the final one melt in the middle of my tongue.
This is a totally manageable quirk, but what makes it interesting is that my sister does the exact same…a common trait we discovered only a few years ago.