Quote from: Edge on May 19, 2012, 08:35:26 AM
Haha no! At least, it can't be lumpy and be able to come out. It would get clogged which can happen. Nah, I mean it's kind of... slimy (if that's the right word). At least, that's what I found. I only tried mine (because trying someone else's would be very gross).

slimy......aw no.
I am never in my life going near anything that is slimy, can taste of onions and has come out of a nipple.

Quote from: Tom on May 19, 2012, 09:10:20 AM
slimy......aw no.
I am never in my life going near anything that is slimy, can taste of onions and has come out of a nipple.

Certain cheeses are out then.

Oh, y'all are sick....xD

 

I prefer the term insatiably curious.

Quote from: Lynn Gabriel on May 18, 2012, 08:05:11 PM
I feel the same way.  I'm heavily attracted to gay men, but it's not going to happen.

Quote from: skype convo
me: i'm upset because i don't have a penis
gay friend: Me too
gay friend:
gay friend: I'm upset because
gay friend: you don't have a penis

yeah, i know what you mean. he might have been interested if only...

Quote from: Edge on May 18, 2012, 08:35:34 PM
Malachite, the taste differs depending on what one eats, but there is also the texture.

true, but i still remember it being a favorite when i was a kid. i was so jealous of my little brother

Quote from: Edge on May 19, 2012, 08:35:26 AM
Haha no! At least, it can't be lumpy and be able to come out. It would get clogged which can happen. Nah, I mean it's kind of... slimy (if that's the right word). At least, that's what I found. I only tried mine (because trying someone else's would be very gross).

trying someone else's would be hot. i don't trust the taste of my own to be representative, since i can't even smell my own body odor the same way that others do. and it's not that slimy

Quote from: Lynn Gabriel on May 18, 2012, 08:46:11 PM
I crosplay.  A lot.

lucky you. i never do that, other than last halloween when my daughter demanded that i cosplay shanks, since she wanted to be luffy


as for my own weirdness...
i used to want to grow up to become a shounen hero
but after reading things like berserk, i'd rather be the villain so i can make the hero my boytoy

Quote from: Pica Pica on May 19, 2012, 09:19:22 AM
Certain cheeses are out then.

Like these?

New Yorkers sample cheese made from human breast milk

Quote from: Lynn Gabriel on May 18, 2012, 08:46:11 PM
I'll go to a convention with you and we can scrounge up some people, lol.

Yay!  One of them should be a shark.  Because...  err, it's an inside joke I have with a wolf...

Also, I don't like thinking about where cheese comes from and how it's made, no matter what it is.  Eww. 

Quote from: Lynn Gabriel on May 18, 2012, 08:05:11 PM
I feel the same way.  I'm heavily attracted to gay men, but it's not going to happen.

What do you mean by that? Are you saying you're attracted but don't actually find dating one to be appealing for some reason or that you're not expecting them to be attracted back?

I have the occasional tick.

I often wonder about the levels of hormones in my body, because though (as far as I know) my karyotype is XY, I have many secondary sexual characteristics of women. I have, for example,  a mildly hour glass figure (hips flair out, slim in the middle) and extremely soft skin.

Quote from: dalebert on May 20, 2012, 11:39:19 AM
What do you mean by that? Are you saying you're attracted but don't actually find dating one to be appealing for some reason or that you're not expecting them to be attracted back?

I don't expect to be attracted back, at least not any time soon.  I can't even remotely begin the process of transitioning until next year and then it'll be awhile until any form of surgery...I think I just have a very negative outlook on my ability to come across as male.

Quote from: Malachite on May 20, 2012, 07:17:50 PM
I have the occasional tick.

I have an occasional trick...

Okay, here's a strange fact about myself.

Sometimes I have very odd feelings of total disassociation from the entire human race. People seem like... insects, like... ants, I guess. Scurrying around, going about their business. And I feel utterly detatched from it. Like watching from somewhere else. Somewhere... outside the world. This usually happens when I'm out somewhere and watching people walking by; the hustle and bustle of daily life. It's most strange. Thankfully it doesn't last long.

Quote from: Sephirah on May 22, 2012, 08:21:56 PM
Okay, here's a strange fact about myself.

Sometimes I have very odd feelings of total disassociation from the entire human race. People seem like... insects, like... ants, I guess. Scurrying around, going about their business. And I feel utterly detatched from it. Like watching from somewhere else. Somewhere... outside the world. This usually happens when I'm out somewhere and watching people walking by; the hustle and bustle of daily life. It's most strange. Thankfully it doesn't last long.

Wow! I get this... I hope you're not as weird as me in other ways, also.
Well, maybe I do hope... I don't know. Ants. Hmmm...

Quote from: Sephirah on May 22, 2012, 08:21:56 PM
Okay, here's a strange fact about myself.

Sometimes I have very odd feelings of total disassociation from the entire human race. People seem like... insects, like... ants, I guess. Scurrying around, going about their business. And I feel utterly detatched from it. Like watching from somewhere else. Somewhere... outside the world. This usually happens when I'm out somewhere and watching people walking by; the hustle and bustle of daily life. It's most strange. Thankfully it doesn't last long.

I feel like this all the time.

Quote from: Sephirah on May 22, 2012, 08:21:56 PM
Okay, here's a strange fact about myself.

Sometimes I have very odd feelings of total disassociation from the entire human race. People seem like... insects, like... ants, I guess. Scurrying around, going about their business. And I feel utterly detatched from it. Like watching from somewhere else. Somewhere... outside the world. This usually happens when I'm out somewhere and watching people walking by; the hustle and bustle of daily life. It's most strange. Thankfully it doesn't last long.

I like to drive up into the San Gabriel Mountains on a clear night, up near the Mt. Wilson Observatory, park and look down upon the lights in the basin below me, from Altadena to Palos Verdes, and wonder if any intelligent life exists on this planet.

Quote from: Sephirah on May 22, 2012, 08:21:56 PM
Okay, here's a strange fact about myself.

Sometimes I have very odd feelings of total disassociation from the entire human race. People seem like... insects, like... ants, I guess. Scurrying around, going about their business. And I feel utterly detatched from it. Like watching from somewhere else. Somewhere... outside the world. This usually happens when I'm out somewhere and watching people walking by; the hustle and bustle of daily life. It's most strange.

I've felt like this all my life and when I was trying to fit in it was just too hard.  I felt more different to people so I was the odd one out I observed people a lot but saw them as something to try to be like.  Giving up on the trying to be like others was the best choice I have ever made.

For years, I've imagined having a brother. For the first few years of imagining, he was my twin (until my mom told me I did have an older sibling who didn't survive- then I imagined him as the older sibling).
Now, I'm wondering if he is me or a part of me or if I just imagined him because I wanted someone to support me. Or both.

Quote from: Edge on May 26, 2012, 12:01:56 PM
For years, I've imagined having a brother. For the first few years of imagining, he was my twin (until my mom told me I did have an older sibling who didn't survive- then I imagined him as the older sibling).
Now, I'm wondering if he is me or a part of me or if I just imagined him because I wanted someone to support me. Or both.

Interesting. I've fantasized that I've opened a telepathic link to an imaginary woman who tells me what it's like to be female and who lets me experience it by mind connection. Makes me wonder the same things you are.