To add to my other weirdness, I've also got this little habit of occasionally folding my earlobes down into the ear itself, just briefly. I only do this when the lobes are cold, I just like the feel of the cold skin pressing into my ear. It's something I've done since very early childhood apparently. Another occasional little habit of mine is to ever-so-lightly brush the tips of my fingernails over the skin of my arms; the gentle tickling sensation is so relaxing. I've actually relaxed myself to sleep doing that. There's nothing at all sexual about either of these - though I suspect Freud would be making a few notes.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
