Yeah they evolved to keep much more baby-like features into adulthood with a big head and huge eyes because that’s cute to us and triggers strong instincts of protection and love. I forget the exact name for it. And my cats do be looking extremely cute all the time so it was very successful.

I have two small friend groups of four and in both is someone who often works weekend, so that’s always fun trying to plan something, let alone if I want to have both groups somewhere. It was honestly a miracle I could get all 6 of them in one place at the same time somewhat close to my birthday.

It’s not the government who is settling the West Bank. Yes, it is their policy, but it’s regular Israeli citizens who are killing Palestinians, burning their homes down or taking their homes from them and driving them away.

Same. Being undiagnosed autistic is horrifying in high school. I was chronically depressed and suicidal and everyone avoided me like the plague because I was weird as fuck and had no social skills. I did drop out at 17, then delivered mail for a few years, then after I got diagnosed and put on proper meds went and got my diploma in adult education at 24, which was super chill. Ironically I decided to become a teacher, in part because I want to contribute to making school a little less horrifying to kids like I was. And the 7 years of delay ended up being a huge benefit, because I can stand in front 25 13 year-olds confidently at 28, but I could never have done that at 21.

Israel can have a little genocide, as a treat

I’ve been making my own clothes for more than a decade now and I’ve dabbled in knitting and crocheting, but I’ll admit it’s a bit too much for me. I once made a dress where I didn’t have quite enough fabric so the skirt ended up too short and thought, oh, I’ll just a crotchet a nice 15 cm wide decorative border. Problem was it was a circle skirt so the hem was 4m long. Shit took me 15 damn hours lol. I respect people who have the patience for it or just find it fun but that’s not me.

That never happens to me because I’m too autistic to be aware of my own facial expressions. I didn’t even realize until a friend I made at 20 or 21 told me I could go into theater because I was so expressive with my face. That gave me a bit of a mini existential crisis. My face has been loudly communicating things to everyone all this time without my knowledge or consent? Wtf

We have (very loosely translated) ‘the innkeeper trusts his patrons as much as he trusts/knows himself’ in Dutch. Or semantically more accurate would be ‘an untrustworthy innkeeper distrusts his patrons’.

How not to get people to read your article: have a fucking 99 slide presentation. Like what the fuck that couldn’t have been done in a third of that?

My pharmacy is ridiculously short-staffed because of summer, so they’re only open for 3 hours in the afternoon. But because everyone is calling in those 3 hours, it’s so busy you don’t even get put on hold, it just says the wait time is too long and to email them and hangs up, lmao.

Damn that explains why I was diagnosed at 20. It wasn’t because women in autism is severely underdiagnosed, it was because I had only recently gotten it by diligently voting in every election since turning 18! 😫