i have tended to use the word "bug" to describe how i feel at times, and those times are pretty specific. basically, when i find myself in the company of "normal" (tr: mundane? typical?) people, i feel like they look at me as if i have three heads. i've learned to cope with it by nodding, smiling, and continuing on with my life and facade until i can get back into the company of those who -i- consider normal, and who appear to consider me to be, er... normal. ;)

i remember this happening the most in my first job out of college. i'd be at work, at the law firm, and i'd say things that were normal, to me, and get these really strange looks... and then i'd go home and hang out with friends, and not get any strange looks.

fortuntely, i concluded that it was -they- who were strange, and not me or mine. ;) that conviction has helped keep me a relatively happy person as i've dealt with the normal folk on a daily basis.