So I asked my mom something. She answered it combined with a nudging direction. When I already stated my preference 100 times. And I gave her a hard NO again. Then she retreated to the base the 101st.
And people say worrying about relationships taking away your independence is irrational.
I'm making stuffed tofu in tomato sauce. Think I stuffed too much minced pork.
Goodnight Marten. See you again tomorrow.
The reason I vetted each friend for months and still didn't tell them the whole thing about me wasn't because I didn't trust them. Pretty sure they had more positive views about me than I about them sometimes.
The reason is that they don't share the same experiences in some areas and wouldn't understand my choices. And I feel like I'm not in the position of pushing my views on someone else either. So I don't need unnecessary disagreements by bringing things up.
Which is also the reason why it was important for me to find someone who shares the same experiences.
Yeah I'm not even high maintenance. I don't make the bed in the morning. And there is a cleaning lady here helping me to clean my room and change the covers weekly for free. Okay I am annoyed by loud noise and I do require a separate room for privacy. But that's about it.
The “few months to a year to check if it's a good fit long term” I mentioned was just trying to be nice. It actually meant that I would do investigations to see if they are bad people. Because normally the disorders, if exist, will only show up after few months. They will hide it. And the majority of them look normal.
We are way past that now.
Okay I won't write about psychopathy today because I haven't collected any jokes. It's easier to make jokes when I'm angry, not when I'm informative. I probably should wait until I spot some very bad people in the wild.
Okay if I don’t pass out tonight (because I didn’t take the second nap for today!) I might write about psychopathy.
I’m listening to a podcast about Hitler because I’m learning history to prevent future failures. They are describing his childhood and it’s oddly identical to my 6th grade nemesis.
Last weekend I had to buy an umbrella. As I expected, it flipped after 2 minutes in front of everyone in the city center.
The roast duck from the street vendor near your house tastes okay. I need to eat a few more times for the final evaluation to arrive.