Alright, confess odd things.
Excessive complaining isn't allowed anywhere on the site. Keep it out of this thread.
For example, I'm jealous to my big brother becuase he discovered The Smiths first. Dammit, now I can't have a crush for Morrisey without feeling weird about it.
Edited by GastonRabbit on Jan 5th 2023 at 5:46:13 AM
I can't bring myself to look into someone's eyes for more than a few seconds.
I find I can "cheat" in conversation by looking at their nose or their cheek, though.
Heapers’ HangoutI can look in people's eyes if I know them decently well.
Otherwise, it's pretty hard.
One of my few regrets about being born female is the inability to grow a handlebar mustache. -LandstanderI guess I like looking people in the eye?
This reminds me that I bombed the eye portion of that WHAT GENDER IS YOUR BRAIN test. Yet I have a pretty damn good track record with guessing emotion. Though I guess there are other cues to pick up on. That or I am actually a genius at facial expressions but only subconsciously.
edited 14th Aug '11 5:22:19 PM by Aondeug
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan ChahI make eye contact with people if I'm looking their way when it initiates. Otherwise, why bother.
What's the frequency Kenneth?|In case of war.Oh I don't mean that it would change. If I were to suddenly be born as a troll with my current financial status that is what I would likely end up as. If I were to be born into the equivalent status that I was graced with as a wee little Deug it would be the former thing.
If we're basing class off financial status which is really all I have to base things off when it comes to my HUMAN CLASS STATUS thing.
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan Chah

Agreed. When people talk to me, I usually look in a different direction. It annoys some people, but it's a habit. I can avoid looking people in the eyes though.
When I walk on the street counting my steps, magic keeps silent and reality stalks me.