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Cake day: July 25th, 2025

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  • If the texture/flavor triggers my gag reflex and I can’t physically swallow, the question is not “why am I limiting myself?” but rather, “why would I attempt to abuse myself?”

    Trying new food can be risky, its not cheap and if you cant eat it you just wasted your money and the food. Food also takes time to prepare which you may not have the time to make or order something else which then can snowball into larger issues. Not to mention the social pressure/judgment to finish a meal you wish you could force down your throat and getting accused of being dramatic and wasteful.

    I like to try new foods here and there but I need to be able to get a small portion to avoid waste and know theres a back up I can eat to avoid skipping a meal altogether. It also needs to be with a crowd that I feel safe enough with not to get shat on if I cant eat it.

    That being said I can only imagine making a blanket statement that I’d never try something if I already know it’s very similar to something else that I can’t eat.



  • My smart watch recently died and I found myself quickly glancing at my bare wrist then surveying my surroundings for a clock only to check my phone as a last resort. Before my smart watch, my phone was my default but I’d still see clocks, read them… and then check my phone immediately after.

    Things like flyers, posters, communication boards etc, have completely blended into the scenery for me for as long as I can remember. Unless the active task is waiting with little to no distractions or entertainment I won’t notice them.













  • Oo thats a good one! After the holiday season when boxes are bigger and bountiful I often have to play Schrödingers boxes and try to guess if its safe to move and break a box down or if there’s a cat in it.

    My go to prank when people are around involves my big orange floof I call Ra. I carried him all around in the palm of my hand when he was kitten and well that didn’t really change once he got bigger other than using 2 hands sometimes. He basically sits his front legs in one hand and rear in the other like a pampered loaf. He’s got enough floof to hide my hands though so anytime I’d hear someone get home or approaching from around a corner I’d hide behind the corner and stick him out just far enough so it looks like he’s floating in mid air. My sister started calling him hover cat.