Holodeck wrote:What do you mean you don't like saying "It's like a fork but it's not. You eat soup with it."
You should hear me ask for chopsticks.
Holodeck wrote: This reminds me more of my bipolar. I have read that schizoids sometimes are articulate and sometimes have ...oh I love the fact that I can't remember the word right now. I actually know where to find it in a wiki but meh it's basically the opposite of articulate.
There's a cute little phrase that keeps cropping up in the literature about SPD. "Swinging between eloquence and incoherence." Or some variation of that. I think it's pretty darn accurate.
Holodeck wrote:Serious question. Do you seem to know less lyrics than most and/or have much less appreciation in most if not all music?
That's an interesting one. I listen to a lot of music, and I have my pet genres and artists. But whether I
appreciate them or not is questionable. I guess that depends on what you mean.
I do know that I'm infinitely bored with music snobs and people that push recommendations and playlists onto you. The sort of people you could describe as appreciating music, if you overlooked the more narcissistic maneuvers they're pulling. Send them to the cornfield. They can rot with the people who talk during movies.
I can learn the lyrics to a song if I listen to it enough, and some I know just from cultural osmosis, but it's not something that's critical for me to enjoy listening. There are a lot of songs I like that I don't know the words to. I'm miserable with the names of band-members also.
This is more of a tangent, but another big peeve I have is with people that like a song and pretend they know the words when they obviously don't. (Not in the music-snobbish way I described earlier. Like, "Oh my God! How could they not know! Sheesh, what a poser.") I mean the people who performatively sing along just
under the music thinking you won't notice. Usually with more indie, underground stuff so they get cool points. I'm embarrassed for them more than anything... What is it like to be that obvious. If I don't know the words,
I just don't sing. It's okay, dude. Nobody cares.
Holodeck wrote:I hate when people fill in the blanks for me when I can't come up with whatever word it is I'm trying for. The one saving grace is I've learned to more easily summarize things than most.
I've noticed this in other schizoids. Some just seem to have a knack for colloquial shorthand that shows up in their writing. It reminds me of people for whom English isn't their first language, so they make up their own names for things that usually turn out to be better than what the thing is actually called.