I'm glad to hear you feel that way, Beverly! That all sounds right to me.
And I apologize for stirring up all of the baby and kids' clothing rage for people who have to do this all the fucking time, from my very occasional attempt to buy baby clothes!
I am going to bed in clean pajamas!
I know how I felt when I found out about Sensory Processing Disorder, which explained so much about my being bothered by stuff -- for instance, the carbonation in soda, which will never stop being nasty to me. But at least I knew it wasn't just me being silly.
Tasting the cholorophyll in food is a thing for other people, and it's not just me going "It doesn't taste like anything, it just tastes green!"
I'm in Pittsburgh! I've done so much walking this week. Pittsburgh is so very beautiful and sad. There are just so many houses that are abandoned, condemned, or even collapsing.
The food is just so German. So very, very German.
Also, my bartender 's name is Jeeyyyaan.
The food is just so German. So very, very German.
Whaddaya got against sausage and sauerkraut and pirogis and schnitzle?