My autistic ass would never speak to someone who said that to me ever again. How could I? I’m so bad at being a human I was told to my face I’m not even worthy of the basics of human interaction politeness. How could I ever bother them again? I’d be inclined to just hide in the house for ages also.

It’s not like the healthiest method but I just. How would I deal with that? And god forbid it was in a group setting, I’d probably burst into tears as well.

Now now, I’ve had friendships made on much shakier grounds! Like sending candied jalapeños to someone I had never talked to before!

GIMME GIMME

Except not me, I’m broke

Maybe they’ll let me in for the trials…

More NJ weed for meeeeeee!

Quiet and polite in class. Bored because she can do the work. Once I was unable to coast, they got mean.

Oh, the compounding pharmacy we use to use before the internet just hated the fact it was medicine for a cat. He (the pharmacist) liked to complain about how taking time to make this medicine took away time from making more important medicine.

It was not a busy pharmacy. He could take the time to make fucking cat medicine.

My mother’s cat is medicated twice a day. They tried to convince us pills were the only way. We found no, there’s medicated ear cream. At the time this meant going to an uncommon compound pharmacy, getting it mixed there, and creaming up her ears. These days, you just order that shit online.

Cats been getting her ears medicated for years now and is way calmer about that.

Well calm for a cat.

Thanks, anxiety brain. I’ll tire you out one day.

I miss Warhammer Online. Sometimes I play the fanserver, but the feeling is not there. The past is impossible to get back to, sadly. Still nice to visit though!

Yeah, my mother told me she gained a taste for it in college. I just drank soda still, I never could gain the taste.

Maybe were it free…

I kept trying to get into coffee but like tea I just couldn’t. My mouth really dislikes both.

Good luck! I’ve heard one should get a good financial planner and shit for that.

Being undiagnosed autistic at the time, I suspect everything I did was. I also don’t know because I thought everything was fine.

I could go find some people I went to school with, but one, I hope they don’t remember me, and two I hope they all moved far away and are super successful.

You might enjoy Heaven’s Vault since you’ve played Chants of Sennaar! It’s languagerific.

Janky though at times, movement wise

In normal amounts, they add a sort of pleasing background note. They mostly help other seasonings feel more rounded.

When placing a bunch in, it tastes…off. Bad? Strong in a bad way. Overwhelming other tastes.

Good luck, being, replacing an arm seems difficult!

I did that once with bay leaves, that soup was…so mildly off.

Spices! Smoked paprika, curry sauce and spices, turmeric, southwest seasoning, garlic everything!

I mean yeah, both? Married my twin, married daddy, also ran around with sticks hexing things.

You mean the dentist who, when seeing me, told me immediately they don’t prescribe narcotics at that office and then immediately looked guilty when I said that’s fine, I just wanted a scrip for the big ibuprofen because taking 4 of the small ones at a time made my stomach sick?

No. No they did not.