Books and Berries

On storytelling: books, collaborative, fairy tales, mysteries, how-to, and such and so on and what have you Call me Bee or Berry or whatever! Pronouns are also whatever

[auroradiation]

[copperbadge]

I was innocently buying a soda and a Kit Kat bar from a snack shop recently when the cashier said, "Oh, a Kit Kat! That's what I named my cat!" and then launched into An Monologue.

Nobody was behind me in line, which seemed to be a good reason for her to treat me to a five minute retelling of the identification, rescue, and argument over initial custody of Kit Kat, who was so small they thought when they first heard him crying for help that he was a bird and not a kitten in a tree, and is now fifteen pounds of "pure, sculpted lardass".

And I didn't mind, precisely, I wasn't bored or anything, but around the time she was bringing me up to speed on Kit Kat's current status it occurred to me that this woman is a cashier in a store that primarily sells candy bars and beverages. People must buy Kit Kat bars from her multiple times a day. Does she do this every time there's nobody in line behind the purchaser? Did I just have that I Own Several Cats And Will Enjoy Your Cat Stories look about me? Was it the first time it occurred to her that she sold the brand of candy bar she named her cat after? Was she new to the job of selling Kit Kat bars?

The idea that every time she sees a Kit Kat bar she is gripped by the urge, Manchurian Candidate style, to retell the story of Kit Kat the Cat, elevates her from a friendly cashier to a deep enigma. Truly there is no knowing the mind of another.

[copperbadge]

IT GETS FUNNIER

I was in the same snack shop, which I'm in, like, once a month, recently. I only recognized her because I spent five minutes listening to this monologue in sincere wonder. But I did recognize her, so as I was buying a soda and a Milky Way bar (this time) I said, without thinking about how this would come across, "Hey, how's Kit Kat?"

She looked genuinely horrified and said, "What...how?"

"Oh fuck!" I blurted. "Sorry! You told me about him last time!"

This is still quite cryptic as responses go but she gave me a frankly frantic look of sudden recognition and said, "He's fine! You bought a Kit Kat! I was unmedicated!"

I did not inform her she is small town famous on Tumblr and instead just said, "Glad you're both doing well!" and we parted as confused and mortified friends.

Gosh she's fun. I hope she's there next time. I want to reenact the Spiderman Pointing meme with her.

[hundredsofsmallbirds]

everybody in management in this place is lucky i sealed my spiritual energy and took a vow of pacifism btw

[hundredsofsmallbirds]

i put hard work and effort into all my posts

[hypokeimena]

image description: screenshot of a google search for text reading: word that means chastity but for fighting /end description

[probuccalfat]

one time i told a group of lesbian and bi women that i have never watched wicked and they were shocked, gagged, gooped, “but you’re queer. you like pussy. how have you not seen wicked?” yeah. well. i like pussy, not musicals?

[probuccalfat]

i’m this exact post. all this just to fuck women.

[probuccalfat]

“are you going to the lucy dacus concert?” no. i listen to gucci mane.

[veil-of-exordia]

[gsirvitor]

[missingno-polaris]

[sunnnfish]

Sorry suddenly thinking about the ramifications of aroace-spec tashiro… classic example of someone who always wanted to fall in love and thought they would some day but realizing they can’t. At least not in the same way they thought they would. Versus potentially hanzawa masato who had resigned himself to never feeling love (not like he necessarily wanted to) and suddenly being struck by lightning. Or a meteor. Or god. And they both end up in this weird gray zone between romance and friendship. There’s something here.

[sunnnfish]

relevant to recent vague aro tashiro allegations ☝️ i have always operated under this btw

[str-ngeloop]

chunnibyou guided meditation

[cryptotheism]

Breathe in. *Feel* the demon energy welling up in your cursed eye. Breathe out. Relax your phantom dragon wings.

[eugeniedanglars]

randomly remembered “i have d cups, grandpa. the waitress thinks you have dementia” tonight so i decided to find the original tweet again and

[refrainboy]

[ID: A Tweet and self-reply by Twitter user Akira.

The original Tweet says "At a certain magnitude of cunt severity, getting misgendered by your family stops hurting and starts being funny. I have D cups, Grandpa. The waitress thinks you have dementia."

The reply reads: "UPDATE: she was right". End ID]

[kitstacean]

So, one thing I'd like to note here is

One of the lesser known early symptoms of dementia is that people start being more disagreeable.

Part of this is probably the natural result of being increasingly confused and upset day to day constantly. Another possible thing is that the same mechanism that causes dementia is also attacking the part of the brain that does emotional regulation.

And the thing is this is super early stage. By the time they stop remembering when's the last time you met, it's already way too late. But if an older person in your life starts acting way more like a cunt for literally no reason, and it's not particularly in character for them, it really might be worth testing for dementia or Alzheimer's because you have a lot more options catching it earlier.

[targetedknowledge]

[booksandberries]

I'd already gathered the four elements of Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, but now that I've added secondary elements like Ice, I feel like I need to just make a Hirano whump bingo card

[booksandberries]

help me finish filling out this bingo

middle is free space and stickers mean I have a WIP. I'll put a hanamaru sticker on the spot when I actually publish the fic

[rederiswrites]

The real thing with ADHD is not "I forgot", but that forgetting is this ongoing process. I remembered! And then I forgot.

At ten this (hypothetical) morning I remembered that I have a meeting at six. And then from 11 through 3 I worked on other stuff and had zero thoughts about that meeting. Maybe even thought about what I was gonna do with my evening at home. Got attached to the idea of taking the time to make a good dinner, maybe play some video games.

And then at three I said, "Oh! Fuck!" and remembered again, hopefully long enough to set an alarm. And then I went to the bathroom and remembered that I need to clean the counter and spent twenty minutes cleaning the bathroom and went to get a snack and then at five I said, "OH! FUCK!" and had to scramble to dress like a real adult and get out the door.

It isn't one clean forgetting. It's a constant process of forgetting and then, with an exhausting adrenaline spike, remembering. And then forgetting. Baby, I can forget the same thing more times in a day than you ever forgot your parents' anniversary.

[booksandberries]

I'd already gathered the four elements of Fire, Air, Earth, and Water, but now that I've added secondary elements like Ice, I feel like I need to just make a Hirano whump bingo card

[hangsawoman]

it’s so evil when you have a beverage and you drink it and then there’s no beverage anymore

[afieldinengland]

normal country latest

[redsunrisinginthesky]

[theladymisandry]

You CANNOT hide these in the tags @injuries-in-dust

[booksandberries]

rattling the bars of my cage THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY

[syn4k]

[talking about my favorite characters] okay so THESE two come in a bonded pair and if i think about them too hard i start taking poison damage

[productofaritual]

Love character relationships that can only be described as "whatever the fuck these two have going on"