I always dance around like crazy when I'm home, pretending to be in a music video.
I hate wearing black socks, I feel totally grossed out and cant focus on anything else than that I have to change to white ones.
Ok, I dont do this as often now (...or wait, who am I kidding, I always do it), but when walking home in the evening when its dark I pretend to be Buffy the vampire slayer (a defense mechanism of some sort I guess due to my massive fright of ghosts, vampires, other gay shit.)