🗣️ Voice
1. Are they talkative?
2. Is their voice quiet or loud?
3. Do they have unusual speech patterns?
4. Do they have an accent or dialect?
5. Do they like to sing? Are they good at it?
🖐️ Hands
6. Left handed, right handed, ambidextrous?
7. Neat or messy hand writing?
8. Do they draw/paint a lot?
9. Are they good or bad at making handicrafts?
10. Do they need their hands occupied a lot? If so, what do they do?
🍛 Food
11. What's their favorite food/least favorite food?
12. Are they a picky eater?
13. Any food they avoid for reasons other than taste?
14. How are their table manners?
15. Do they rather eat too much or too little?
16. Do they prefer to eat alone or with company?
17. Are they good at cooking?
🛏️Sleep
18. Morning person or night owl?
19. Easy to fall asleep or insomniac?
20. Light or heavy sleeper?
21. Do they move around a lot while sleeping?
22. Are they used to sleeping around others or alone?
23. Do they snore?
24. Other sleeping habits?
inability to correctly perceive 3d objects is in fact far more dangerous when someone is driving a car next to you then when they're like, sending emails to you.
HI IRELAND (sorry, I'm not going to Ireland, I WISH I were going to Ireland, hopefully someday)
sometimes it's just kinda fun to look at my Spotify listener stats for random places. like wow, someone who lives in Swords, Ireland probably thinks they're the only Sparkbird listener in Swords, Ireland. yet there have been FIVE listeners in Swords, Ireland in the last 28 days
so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.
the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.
i had like, fifteen raw eggs.
i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.
except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.
so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill
anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.