confessions of a chronic weirdo

Ok, have fun :)

1. I have a weird theory. every human looks like some animal. and thus springs this incurable tendency to observe and not given up until i liken everyone i come across to some animal or the other. Not behavior, not mannerisms -- just the face. Thus, my friends and relatives include bushbabies, sheep, cows, rabbits, lions, hawks, sparrows, squirrels and even sloths. so next time you see me looking thoughtfully at you,... :) Oh and dont bother asking me who you look like, i never tell anyone to their face ;)
2. My olfactory senses are a tad too heightened. And i associate smells with occasions, thoughts, feelings, people. i remember perfumes people wear [oh, and BO as well :(]. and each time a relevant whiff comes my way, i remember things. Some unpleasant, some nice... depends on the nose :)
3. On the subject of noses, i have a pretty large and ugly one [hey cyrano, i hear ya!] -- and i study others in detail. in a boring meeting, if i already know what animal each participant is, i look at their noses. when seen in isolation, the nose is a pretty funny creature. and no two are alike. and when i see some, i burst out laughing... and once i start giggling, hard to stop me. Noses have put me in awkward situations once too often ;)
4. Androtisophobia: i suffer from this. it is the fear of getting into lifts (elevators for you american firangs ;)) that are filled with men. happens regularly in intel india and, as a result, i now dread the lift doors opening -- lest i be confronted with my worst fears.... i often take the stairs, especially at lunch time ;)
5. i love to dream. no, not dream of the future or suchlike. really dream -- at night. and i remember every one of my dreams. i escape war zones in them, i find ways of arresting a really high plunge into deep water miraculously, i find myself in restrooms with two doors -- the unlocked one i always discover after i start my business, i have discovered a hidden road route to Japan, and i dream of places i have never been to, that i am not even sure exist. but i remember them well. and revel in dreaming :)
6. On the same subject, the weirdest thing was this dream about a church, set well back from the road (some road, some place, no clue where) and with features i remembered well. and then, 10 years ago, when i first went to the US, we were driving to the Canyon [also for the first time] and passed flagstaff. sanat was at the wheel and was looking for a place to take a right turn... and it came flooding back. i told him -- take that right and on the left is a church. sure enough, set well back from the road -- there it was. that same one from my dream...

weird, uh?
hey terri, you're tagged! out with six weirdest things about yourself.