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she was dead silent on the drive home, but that was okay. sometimes, after band practice, she was just out of words. it was a short drive to her house. the only part where it actually felt weird was after i pulled up her parent’s driveway.
after that, the silence stretched so far it smeared and left a weird residue. she kept looking at the car door like she wanted to leave, so i looked at the door too, then she looked at me, and i looked at her, and my first thought was that she was going to tell me that the door was stuck. i was used to that car always doing some damn thing. it was the car me and all my siblings had learned to drive in, and it was really beat to hell. there were dents all over the body, which we’d unsuccessfully tried fixing up with spackle. it had looked nice for maybe a week, but then the sun wrecked it - the spackle cracked up like the mud on the bottom of a dry riverbed and turned a sort of off yellow-white that made the car looked like it had been molded out of chicken shit. it also had a bullet hole it through the cabin that whistled like a toothless old man whenever the car went above 40, so loud it could drown out the radio, and a cabin that smelled so strongly of bugspray that even the arizona summer we drove everywhere we could with the windows down.
(if you have kids one day, you will maybe, possibly, begin to understand how much i loved that car.)
anyway, i was thinking about what else could possibly be wrong with the chickenshitmobile, and she just kept looking at me, and then i wondered if there was something on my face, and she just kept looking at me, and then the penny dropped and i realized she was trying to work up the nerve to break up with me.
now, i’d seen her work up the nerve to do things like this before – it could take quite a while. and knowing it was about to happen made the waiting immediately unbearable.
so i said hey.
and she looked at me, very startled, and said hey back real small. like she’d been caught. and in a way, i suppose she had.
and i said it’s okay. you can just say it. i’ll be okay.
i’m always okay.
and she said: i’m really sorry.
i loved her, you know? it was highschool, but teenagers are capable of love. the way people love changes over time just as much as the way they stand, or the way they talk, but things don’t stop existing just because they're different. opposite really – a thing only stops changing when it's fully gone.
and i said, nothing to be sorry for, and i meant it. she looked a little relived, and i was happy to give her that peace. then she left. i watched her make it through the front door, because that was just habit at that point, and then i sat there a while afterwards, checking how i felt. and the answer was not good, but good enough to make it home. good enough to limp on.
so i put my car in reverse, took my last look goodbye, and immediately backed into her neighbor’s car.
crunch.
air bags didn't go off, which was good. i left a decent dent in the bumper of the other car. genuinely couldn’t tell if i did anything to my car – anything wrong with it just kind of blended together into the general ecosystem of hand mottled, sun cracked, chickenshit spackle.
i checked my glove box, and my car insurance info was, of course, out of date. my phone was dead too. as a teenager, my phone was less my lifeline to my friends, and more my tether to my parents, so i wasn’t particularly conscious of keeping it charged. both my fault.
i sat there a few minutes, trying to think of the best way to handle things, and there was only one answer i could think of, and i hated that answer, so i spent a few more minutes trying and failing to think of a better one, and then a few more coming to peace with what had to be done.
then i went back to knock on my now ex’s front door.
her dad opened, which i was very relieved over, even if he seemed less than thrilled. he looked me over, and in a firm, but slightly apologetic way said: she does not want to see you right now.
(i think he assumed i was going to try and talk her out of the break up?)
and i said not here for her. i just backed into your neighbor’s car, and i need to call my dad, but my phone’s dead. could i borrow yours?
and he looked at me, then back at his neighbors car, which sure enough was dented, then he looked at the chickenshitmobile, and if there was something wrong with it, it just kind of blended into the general Wrongness of the car, then back to me, and i could see him imagining the last ten minutes from my pov: getting broken up with, backing into a car, having to walk up to your exes door and borrow a phone, calling my dad to tell him that i just reversed into someone.
and his expression shifted from stern and apologetic to truly sad, which felt more kind that i deserved. things only got here because i kept fucking up - forgot to look behind me, forgot to replace the insurance forms, forgot to charge my phone. it was my mess, but his sympathy meant the world to me. i probably would’ve cried if he said sorry, or patted me on the back or called me sport, but instead he said
stay out here – i’ll bring you a phone.
and then he left.
i found a nice spot on the lawn in the shade under a sycamore, then settled into his grass.i was trying not to freak out, and was doing an okay job. he came out a minute or so later, not just with a phone, but a juicebox and a jar of green olives, which really threw a wrench in the whole try not to cry thing. soon as i saw those, a few tears squoze out. i was still hoping i could pass them off as Manly Tears but then he told me that he’d gotten the olives a few weeks before and had been meaning to hand them off to me, and that this was his last chance for that. then i made a sound like a horse drowning in a bog, and he patted my back pretty rough, four solid thumps, like he wasn't sure if i was crying or choking on an olive, and was trying to cover both bases at once.
then he went back inside, and i made a few more bog horse noises while finishing off the rest of the entire jar of green olives, and then i called my dad.
he was about ten minutes away that day, and luckily was home. he drove over, and we went to the neighbor’s house, and from there things actually went quite nice. the neighbor was a retired man who actually said he could fix the dent himself, no need for insurance. he said he appreciated that i didn't just drive off, and i said i was really sorry about his car, and he said he was really sorry about my car, and then he gestured to the chickenshitmobile and i laughed because it really was a disaster on wheels.
then we left.
i thought we were going to head straight home, but instead we went to a gas station, and we both got several slim jims that we folded into thick enough coils that we could put them on a hotdog bun because the growing up mormon equivalent of having a sad brewski with your dad is just choosing to make bad decisions sober. then he took me to the canals and we watched the sun turn all orange and pink, and he looked over at me and said:
brains are good at remembering bad days. so you gotta make sure that a bad day has a good part in in, so you can remember that too. remember that when you have a kid. try to do a good job on days like that - they're going to be a big part of how they remember you.
and then he gave me a big hug and said he was never going to eat another slim jim again.
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the year after that i went to college, which kicked my butt in new and exciting ways. and on a lot of those bad days, after a test that went sour, or a faux paus that was particularly embarrassing, or some other hardship of my new adult life, i’d stop by the gas station and pick up leathery, half jerkied hotdog before heading to the canals to watch the sun set. i’d take a bite and imagine my dad next to me, grimacing through the slim-jim wad, asking what good thing i was going use that time to remember.
and in my head, i’d say you, dad.
i’m going to remember you.
#babylon-lore#dad lore#stories#breakups#gas station hotdogs#i really like green olives okay#i dont have a sense of smell so if food isnt like WHAM in the flavor department it just doesnt do a lot for me#in my sophomore year i ate so many homemade pickles that i actually got a wee bit of scurvy#major autism L
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I love dunmeshi for the like.. built in horror of consumption. Like they eat to survive, they eat to honor their prey, they eat to possibly mourn someone. Laios eats monsters because he wants to learn more about the things he loves, Senshi eats monsters to feel included in the ecosystem because he didn't fit in with the outside and with most creatures in general, Chilchuck DOESN'T eat as much as he could because eating too much could kill all the party members, Marcille eats monsters and hates it but she still does it because she'll die before she could save Falin.
#i like it when food is depicted as more than food#like its insane to want to eat things you love but also the act of knowing more about what you love is also valid#i think senshis backstory really got to me just because he eats monsters cause hes lonely#but also he eats them because he hopes one of them will taste like that one soup#because then he'll know whether he ate someone he cared about or not#i feel like you could get smn if you compared senshi and laios's opinion on food but i don't want to get into it#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#delicious in dungeon
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Egg Bread
#bungo stray dogs#bungou stray dogs#bsd#bsd art#bsd dazai#bungo stray dogs dazai#bsd kunikida#bsd fanart#my art#he ate Kunikida’s food I think lol#help what is this#kunizai#I made an egg sandwich the day after I drew this
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Okay, we've had plenty of those "popular food that you hate" polls.It's time for:
#absolutely Loathed semolina porrige#other than that ate all of these#(but oatmeal only the way my grandpa made it: not soggy with cheese raisins and walnuts)#but at the same time Hated coca cola chips marzipan and nutella#food#polls#am i weird#kids#food preferences#childhood
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guys look who came over
#she broke into my house ate my food slept in my bed-#still gotta make proper promo campaigns for her but JHSDGJSDHG#AAAAA
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Long car trips mean hunch over my ipad and film dumb stupid videos in restaurants at 11pm 😍 (future me screw u idk if it’s shaky also do not perceive me)
(That one vine)
Also have the things
#I didn’t even plan to use this audio LMAO#it worked ig I just added words#hijack#jackycup#it’s so wild yall car trips fuck me up cuz what do u mean I slept 4 hours straight and now there’s snow#IN CALI??#ate some bomb ass food tho while filming and my sis just stared at me the whole time 😔#ig that’s how toofthelss greets people LMAO#expressions are fun#I may not animatic but I can sure hope and dream#if u see this no u didn’t#a little loopy it’s fine yall#edit: omgf ITS SO SHAKY I AM ASHAMED#TY FOR LIKING THIS BUT ALSO WOW DO I KINDA HAYE IT#😔 it’s ok I’ll just dig a hole and lay down for a while it’s fine
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Thinking about human behaviour compared to animal behaviour again.
It's funny to hear people (the older gens) complaining that "kids these days are lazy, they don't wanna work, etc." What do we get for busting our asses? There is no reward. Many will never own homes. Many are unemployed, trying to find work, and nobody will hire them because they don't have a million years experience and a masters degree OR they want people to work for minimum wage??? People are giving up because there is no reward. Why would we do all this for nothing?
Same as a dog that won't recall when you haven't reinforced it with a reward. Your dog isn't going to do what you tell it to if there is no incentive. No, your dog SHOULDN'T listen just because you're boss and it should respect you. That isn't how it works. They don't think that way. And honestly neither do people.
When we went hiking Sprocket wasn't always taking treats gently from me when I recalled her or she checked in and I rewarded and my one friend told me to stop giving her treats. I told him I won't work for free so why should she. And he said "I do things for free all the time because I want to do them," and I didn't say it then, but I wish I had, but if you like doing it, that's the incentive. It's a self-rewarding behaviour. Just like anything else a dog does, like chasing a squirrel or sniffing things or getting into the trash. Heeling instead of going off to sniff stuff or recalling off of something they want to chase is something you have to reinforce. You have to give them something better so they make the choice you want them to make. They won't make it just because they *respect* you. They won't willingly recall off of exciting prey out of RESPECT. You need to give them a tangible reward for that. You cannot possibly expect your dog to listen just because and then punish them for disobeying you.
Yeah, Sprocket bit my fingers a couple times. The one time pretty hard. But she was excited. She knows how to take gently and I reminded her and she tried very hard to be gentle most of the time. I wasn't going to stop rewarding her for checking in with me and recalling while we were off leash hiking in the woods. I want her to know that coming back to me is good and in the event of an emergency I would like her to not blow me off.
#barkin up some trees#personal#the way my friends train their dog is not the way I would ever train a dog#in fairness he isnt food or toy motivated#and i dont have issues with ecollars#but they dont actually reward him for anything really#praise but little to nothing else#like yeah of course he is gonna blow you off to jump in the lake#lake is more rewarding than recalling to you when you have nothing to offer him in return#the way they recall him is that he has to come to them and then give a hand boop#and if he doesn't make contact they keep asking him until he does it#and then no reward#other than praise#which he doesnt seem to really care that much about#idk it just doesnt feel right the way they train him and i dont take advice from them on training#they also basically never have him on a leash even tho it is required by law in town#after the hike we went to the lodge restaurant and luckily we had an extra lead in the truck#otherwise they hadnt even brought one along so they were gonna leave him in their car while we ate#idk like i love my friends and they are nice people but jesus christ
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someone get these kids some therapy asap
#shoutout to the background for taking so long for me to figure out#then i ate dinner and immediately thought of the scattered papers#food is the solution to everything#fnaf#fnaf ruin#fnaf cassie#fnaf gregory#chiimo art shenanigans
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...i'm gonna need a bigger bumper sticker
#if you ate domesticated foods then do NOT thank our earliest hunter/gatherer ancestors#if you ate a red grapefruit thank RADIATION#comics#webcomics#dinosaur comics#qwantz
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I work as a nanny for two kids in my town and their mother is British (i tend to forget this little detail). They asked me to read Harry Potter out loud and I have the books in Spanish. Everytime I read a name they laughed their asses off.
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at the aquarium
#my art#pixel#imagine glow in the dark whalesharks#i put too much soy sauce in my fried noodles i feel sick#the finch tag experience is mostly just me talking about what food i just ate
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#aauugh here i am with more stuff of them somehow#twisted wonderland#twst#sebek zigvolt#twst yuu#twst mc#fanart#i just tried the rice+fish in a cup#i underestimate its portion bcs it looks smol but somehow i felt full halfway#maybe bcs i ate it in the morning#it last me from 11 AM to 4 PM with some biscuits to refresh the palate#anyhow thinking sebek would call it cat food made me thought of a come back#that duck cat thing is just forever entertaining#anyhow the video link on the first x might be loud just a notice#yuu is just eating what she could get her hands on#ha ha sebek tummy growling on l ilia's party tho#and him stuffing his cheeks and swallows it before coming back to s ilver leaving to search for m alleus
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This is dungeon meshi. "I don't want the meal you're offering" might be the cruelest thing a character gets to hear.
Well. Maybe second most cruel...
"I won't offer you food again" might be worse
#dungeon meshi spoilers#tfw you didn't want his gross food but ate anyway bc you feared exactly this#kabru triggering himself for his goals to suffering the pains of open communication pipeline#dm has a rule and it’s simple: meal together = desire for connection#dungeon meshi#I like senshi is also shocked here. 1st bc of course he is and 2nd it keeps laios from being too much the butt of the joke#after all he just learned he didn't actually make a friend!#this too is labru#labru#dm thoughts
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siffrin said they did love to eat crabs so i'm like. envisioning something postcanon where all the vaugardians are like "in the spirit of cultural exchange because your culture was lost we'll eat one crab" and siffrin is SO excited and goes off to cook a big crab they caught off bambouche's shore beach-fire style
and the vaugardians are huddled around odile asking questions like "is this poison" "are you sure it doesn't taste bad" because they don't want to offend SIFFRIN by asking him that. and odile is like "crab is Fine there's nothing wrong with it, it's just a food" and i think bonnie would get into the cooking method a lot since it looks cool
and it all goes well, crab leg meat is fairly simple to show someone how to eat and it's a mild taste. and then siffrin's like "do you all mind if i take the body it's my favorite" and they're like "oh of course!!" and they just slurp out the head goo (tastes good, looks and sounds incredibly gross) and soup inside and everyone is just watching like 👁️👄👁️
#isat#“oh sorry did anyone want the head meat” “NO???”#cw food#siffrin ate an entire apple core whole you can't tell me they would turn their head at crab head goo
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now i like a good fuck-me-up bowl of spicy buldak ramen but if yall ever wanted a way to cut through the heat a little and deepen the flavour a touch, here's what you do:
instead of pouring out MOST of the water before adding the sauce packet, pour out ALL the water, add a small splash of milk, and reintroduce the pot to the stove alongside the seasoning pack and the sauce pack. let it come to a boil and turn the heat off.
the sauce will thicken up the milk you poured in there into a creamy, spicy sauce.
the reason i don't do this with cream is because the sauce packet already has a sort of thickening agent in it and if you used a heavier dairy product, it goes straight to the gunk stage without stopping at delicious noodle sauce station.
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witches brew ???!!
#the cat witchs guild#the misc adventures of mochi and lime#tcwg#tmaomal#mochi#lime#coco#oscar#pom#gang#art#ocs#original#(gang) is gonna be my tag from now on for when all of them (or a lot of them) appear#this was in my drafts for a few days i couldnt find the motivation to finish it..#there may be some errors but ph weel.... not checking it anymore...#anyway IT ACTUALLY DOES TASTE FINE but she has a hard time making anything that doesnt look like it was made by a witch#oscar: oh...i just ate lunch...too bad...#lime would try it after minor hesitation#(i would stomach some food poisoning to make her feel like she didnt waste her time...i think...)#and it actually tastes fine#it probably has some potion buffing effects but its just normal food for lime#SHES SO 👉👈 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#pls dont disappoint her guys she worked hard on that
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