Known him? About 20 ish years maybe closer to 25. I met him playing tabletop rpgs. Boyfriend at the time dumped me, he asked me out a bit after that. It’s been almost 20 years now.

I want dresses, and I don’t care if they clip through literally everything!

I think this is where I press X to doubt??

I’d have reoccurring nightmares involving a nesting doll style set of three rooms, zombies, and family members with no faces but I haven’t had that in hmmm twenty years.

Recently all the nightmares are just about dad, generally.

I annoy sibling by reminding them of their chores weekly, apparently.

Cats are people, and I annoy cats with my scary love! Which is normal love and kisses, but they’re cats.

Haha, I’d ask! If it’s a tardis, it should be translating and making me look like I fit in, yeah? At least clothing wise. I’d be a pale weirdo in a lot of places, but it should work! I’ll ask if I can visit, and bring them…wine works, right? That’s pretty ancient and won’t raise questions. That I’d answer with “it’s a gift from far awaaaaaaay” very awkwardly.

Go back to various ancient cities and just sit in the equivalent of the town square and watch a day go by. See the food! So many lost recipes. See the clothing??? We only know what the wealthy wore for the most part, I want to see what the majority of people ate, drank, wore, what their homes looked like. What did they do to pass the time??

Being undiagnosed autistic at the time, I suspect everything I did was. I also don’t know because I thought everything was fine.

I could go find some people I went to school with, but one, I hope they don’t remember me, and two I hope they all moved far away and are super successful.

In normal amounts, they add a sort of pleasing background note. They mostly help other seasonings feel more rounded.

When placing a bunch in, it tastes…off. Bad? Strong in a bad way. Overwhelming other tastes.

I did that once with bay leaves, that soup was…so mildly off.

Spices! Smoked paprika, curry sauce and spices, turmeric, southwest seasoning, garlic everything!

I mean yeah, both? Married my twin, married daddy, also ran around with sticks hexing things.

Taking up sidewalks and roadways and just generally being fucking oblivious people are around them. Parking in front of people’s driveways??? Littering, feeding seagulls, being oblivious fucking dipshits. Shore community here.

But I can’t ignore branding! Mostly because I love King Arthur flour. It’s extremely good.

I really like their cinnamon roll recipe! And the Cornish pasty recipe!

Sibling has two chores. These chores only need to be done once a week, each.

They consistently forget them in the asshole for telling them no, they still need to do it, just because they ‘forgot’ doesn’t mean they can leave it for next week.

They already changed it to easier chores. So I’m not going to give them something even easier.

We weren’t super angry at him, it was more a “you can’t do that here, we don’t want the internet suing us. Cause they’d sue us, not you” and he did stop, we never got a letter again.

We once got a letter from our isp because someone who was at our dnd game night was using our internet to download shit without telling us so that was fun.

He stopped when we showed him the letter (he was the only guy with a laptop so it had to be him at the time)

No, you’re allowed to bad mouth left turns at all times, they suck ass. We just ask you remember more exists than the shore and the north.

Also a sacrifice to the jersey devil wouldn’t be remiss, yah know.

Biometric anything feels weird, being an identical twin. I stick to never using it.

It’s the flour, generally. Although rice is now fine. I mean rice has been fine for a few years. It really depends on sect and how observant you are.

I don’t keep kosher nor kosher for passover. I’ll make sure food I prepare for mother for seder is good, but once I get home I’m eating a very normal pizza and pasta cause they’re cheap.

Also kosher for passover cakes are horrific, just make a flourless torte. Or something. Charoset is delicious as a dessert.