id·i·o·syn·cra·sy
1. A structural or behavioral characteristic peculiar to an individual or group.
2. A physiological or temperamental peculiarity.
3. An unusual individual reaction to food or a drug.
List five of your own idiosyncrasies and then tag five friends to do the same.
Well, I was tagged by felicityk, so I decided, since I’ve not posted lately, to give it a go.
- I’m anal retentive to a fault, but as messy as all get out. I still haven’t figured that out.
- Going along with the anal retentive bit, I can’t stand to see light switches all messed up. Up is On, Down is Off. When you’ve got a room that has 2 sets of switches, it annoys me if they don’t go right. (The Media Center at school is a major offender of this problem.)
- I talk to myself. When I’m at home or in my car, who cares? But I also talk to myself when I’m out shopping. Usually trying to talk myself out of buying something. Or to repeat something so that I remember to get it.
- I sing to my cat. Often. And he’s never just called Leo. No, the poor thing has a million different nicknames.
- Cilantro tastes like soap to me. Actually, I don’t think that’s idiosyncratic, I think people who don’t think it tastes like soap are the ones with the idiosyncrasy.
OK, judiang, elsaf, prairiepete, hadleylovesroma, and btrproducer, you’re it!
I think cilantro smells like soap but doesn’t taste like it. (I do like it most of the time.)
Ah, you’re one of the tasters who has issue with cilantro! To most people, it tastes similar to basil. 🙂 Then again, I’m a PTC taster, so can’t stand the taste of American beers because most of the varieties of hops they use contain PTC.
all right. if you don’t mind, i’ll post them here. my family thinks i’m crazy enough as it is so i’d rather keep this between you, me, and all your friends i don’t know. 1. i communicate better with dogs than with people. i also used to think that i loved my dog much much better than the rest of my family. 2. i feel physically ill when i kill bugs (unless in situations of self-defense). I’ve actually cried after accidentally killing a fly. that was a few months ago. 3. in order to remember really important things, i imagine writing the something down on a piece of paper, putting it in a manilla folder, and filing the folder in a gray metal cabinet–all within my brain. 4. i can eat raw fish, but find cooked fish almost always disgusting. 5. I (at least used to) personify everything. i couldn’t even say i had a favorite crayon because i didn’t want to hurt the other colors’ feelings. I don’t know if this counts because i don’t do it so much anymore, but too bad.
Definitely tastes like soap to me too!