This is my childhood relationship with The Batter Spoon.
Do I have a girlfriend now?
Well, you're already a clueless lesbian, so you're at least a girl for sure.
It's only polite
Me in normal circumstances: "Don't perceive me, I am not here, attention is pain, under the radar is my happy place"
Me running tech for live events: "Something is fucky on stage mid-song, and I am here to fix it. Fuck your attention, I am unborking a thing here."
Only for family and coworkers, and the latter only when I'm working.
If I don't have your number, you can attempt to convince me of your importance via voicemail, or text me like fucking normal.
FAAAAACK
IT'S PIKACHU!!!
Oh, my partners, their partners, and the offspring thereof come to mind.
What can I say? Grew up with a close extended family that was familiar with adoption (both formal and otherwise). Couldn't kick the habit when I moved out.
He's mostly dead. Which means slightly alive
Yeah, tried that first, but no banana. Interaction wasn't available even when he was floating in my new hole :P Warping out and back in got that back for me.
For anyone looking for a solution to this one: warp to another system and back.
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