uhm… I also babble alot… bla bla bla - see my post above
dodgy
None of my internal organs work exactly as they’re supposed to, and yet, I am in passable health.
I’m told I have a great shape to my neatly shaved head.
I laugh at my jokes even if nobody else will.
My appearance changes very quickly. Most of the time I am invisible. But other times I look like an ATM.
I’m legally blind in my right eye.
I’m incredibly fertile.
I must have very weird tendons or something, because I can easily bend my ankles into a position that makes it look like I broke my ankle. I can also move my hands and wrists into weird positions as well. I’ve also had several people who have taken self defense courses try to show me where points on my body are that should be very painful when pressed, yet it does nothing on me. I’ve been called a mutant with no nerve endings.
I’ve never met or heard of anyone else with my first name spelled the way mine is. Everyone mispronounces my last name.
screech-owl - mine do the same thing. They’re normally brown, but when I get angry, they look pretty much black. It frightens people. First time my SO saw it happen, he freaked. Badly.
Oh, and Silo, while you may be a jack of all trades, I’m just a jack ass. But durn proud of it! 
Oh, and I remember numbers really well - I still remember my first hubby’s social security number. (Helps out when I’m calling the IRS to report him for yet more tax fraud, don’t ya know.)
And I’m not even going to go into the psychic orgasm or my purity test score thing…
Nothing makes me different. I am exactly the same. No one would ever be able to tell me apart.
What the hell is going on here?
I’ve lived my whole life without ever being someone else for a moment. That’s the nature of my existence. I was born different . . . just like everybody else.
Fine, bitch. I always toast my bread in the oven instead of the toaster, then. Happy now?