Oh, I 100% understand that. Wanted to try handling a tarantula in a German pet shop, nearly fainted (knees got weak the instant I registered her on my skin, and I could tell she was not in any way aggressive…).
On the other hand, I’ve had one of those massive cockroaches sniffing around on my face, and not even a twitch. I seldom understand my brain.
Oh, wow! I’d probably just die if I ever saw a wolf spider in my tub! Like, complete simultaneous organ failure, the energy which is me would just eject from my body.
Lucky for me, I live in Temperate-Continental, so my biggest threat is seeing a Long-Legs dangling down to check up on me while I’m showering!
And I’m serious about this. Maybe it was just me imagining things, but I swear they started inspecting me every now and again. Like, I’d be at my desk playing, and I’d see one rapelling from the ceiling, like 20-30 cm away from me. Seldom has any descended onto the actual desk, though, they’d just hang for a bit, then climb back up. It was strangely comforting, though, it makes them feel a lot more alive and present than the mind would tend to think about an eight-legged thing right out of my nightmares. They really have become my roommates.
Even though I still have arachnophobia, I’ve intentionally lived with spiders for over a decade and I’ve not had issues with mosquitoes even if I left all of my windows open. And my roommates are thriving!
They’re very chill roommates, too! After about 1-2 months of adjusting to living together in my old apartment, they stopped spinning webs in the areas which I used frequently and focused on the zones which I left out for them - ceiling corners, gaps between walls and furniture, etc. I did occasionally clean up their old webs every now and again (while taking great care not to bother the spiders themselves) because they also gathered a lot of dust. But they’d replace the old webbing in a matter of days.
And they never developed overpopulation issues, even though I did see them producing egg sacks regularly. I was expecting to drown in spiders by the end of the first year of trying this arrangement, but I never counted more than 15-20 spiders apartment-wide.
Oh, no, they’re definitely picky:)) One of my exes had an Amstaff with whom I’d developed a much healthier relationship than with her owner. My ex also dropped off her dog at my place for weeks so she could take some emotional space. I didn’t care, that dog and I got along like two peas in a pod.
Anyway, point is, she was a VERY astute dog and we became fast friends. I’d always let her “inspect” whatever I was feeding myself and I’d usually get a huff and a butt as remarks about my food. She didn’t even want to lick the crap I was eating at the time (lots of take-out, lots of processed foods, etc.) However, she LOVED my potato salad, and a lot of other home-cooked dishes. Seldom the meat, though.
And not all that bad, actually! I’m dead serious, there were times when I caught myself sneaking out a fistful from my cat’s food bag and munching like a rodent. Once you get accustomed to the taste (which, in most cases, tastes like really tough bread flavoured with saltless steak, or saltless boiled carrot, or saltless fish), it makes for a decently filling snack.
Dog kibble has even less flavour than cat kibble, mostly tastes slighly savoury and bland, though. Which I find weird and, like… all dogs I’ve met enjoyed a plethora of flavours, wouldn’t they do the same with their kibble?
Yes, that was their incoming shriek, you’d hear a Doppler of the Nokia ringtone, then it started raining bricks!
We got really lucky the RAZRs were personable and took pity on us, the data plan was a reasonable compromise at the time… It was either that, or those barely functional Sony nav nubs for everyone, and that would’ve been assured extinction!
The Smartphone Wars, when Nokia bombardments were a daily reality! Rough times…
That’s also how the alarm clocks were wiped out! It was a massacre…
It’s also further proof that I absolutely suck at identifying jokes:))
I apologise if I came off as too “dime store philosopher,” this whole normalcy thing has deep roots in my conception. I’ve seen so many people haunted by the feeling of being abnormal (myself included, ngl), that it’s become a sort of a nurturing instinct to try to dispel it as much and as often as I can.
Respectfully disagree, our interpretation of mathematics is secondary to the entirety of existence. “Normal” is most definitely not exclusive to mathematics, and thus, in this context, entirely unrelated.
Honestly, I would. In my opinion, if it exists, then it is normal.
Even what we perceive as shitty/horrid/weird/unorthodox is entirely normal, as everything is part of a deeply complex causal system. We may not fully grasp the tapestry of ramifications which lead to said causal normalcy, but, again, if it weren’t normal, it wouldn’t exist (to further entangle this, nothingness itself thus becomes normal).
Everything beyond that is our biased perception which births opinions. Nothing more. This is not to say that our opinions don’t matter, as some aspects are more constructive than others (eg. honesty vs. deception, life vs. death, etc., and even these can switch places in the right context) and we have the power to act upon our opinions and directly influence the system of causality within which we exist, which we should do as often and as sincerely as possible.
Well, uh… the shower certainly has you covered on the water end, but doesn’t it make the PB all runny and weird?
Ooooh, that makes more sense, yes! Thank you and sorry!
I didn’t even understand what I was seeing and I started shivering instantly. Now feel a deep urge to scrub my skin with steel wool.
Which fuck?
There are two (in terms of “every song on them is my favourite”):
Speaking for the back row without realising it, especially when I’m passionate about the subject.
I still haven’t figured out how to prevent it, people frequently tell me that I start bellowing after a point in my discourse. And that’s on top of having a naturally resonant voice…
Gave me the good kind of full body goosebumps, very aesthetically pleasing!
Generally, yes, even during winter for the most part.