I don't know about y'all, but I'm really nosy.
I think it's the Psych major in me.
I love learning about people's idiosyncrasies.
"Wait, you expect an assassin to be lurking behind your shower curtain too?"
It's a bonding mechanism, okay?
Let's just be open with each other.
I'll go first:
I treat PEOPLE.com like a Bible.
I pick my favorite item in a magazine or blog collage and when it also happens to be the cheapest of the bunch, I get really... smirk-y.
When I'm in between that stage of having a nightmare and waking up, I groggily form a satisfactory, happy ending (the police arrive just in time! i found a silver gun and shot the werewolf in the heart!) and then spend thirty minutes convincing myself that this tied-with-a-bow-ending was what really happened.
Before going to a restaurant, I obsessively check out their menu online and figure out exactly what I'm going to get. And then I get to the restaurant and pretend to muse over the actual menu for a long time, and then get what I previously had in mind.
I don't like socks.
The first step is always admittance, right? And the next step is rejoicing in our weirdness. There's no one youer than you, after all!
Tell me I'm not alone... what are your quirks?