do you ever think about people and what makes them who they are? I have been thinking a lot lately about people's mannerisms and idiosyncrasies. There was this kid i met this past weekend who grunted inbetween thoughts and said nice so many times. When I left to go home i walked outside with a friend and started noticing my quirks. Perhaps I wont verbalize them now but i will mention my awareness. very interesting i must say- what happens when you are void of the eccentricities and foibles of your own charecter? is that when you are normal?