What being #AuDHD is like.
I decided to make miso-glazed eggplants for dinner. I usually make them with some sesame seeds. This time when I was almost done, I couldn’t find the sesame. I know I have at least two different packs somewhere. I found none on my seeds shelf, I wasn’t able to find any from the first try in my a bit too well-stocked pantry cabinets. So I got upset, finished making them as is, and don’t want them for dinner anymore, and am now cooking eggplants with za’atar
@olena@actuallyautistic yeah, days like that are no fun. Both of mine do the same thing in occasion, so I know the feeling very well. My last one was over simple rice that I had rushed to make for fried rice, only to discover while cooking the fried rice that it was sightly more wet than it should be. My whole belief in my cooking ability crumbled to dust for the day, and I ended up tossing the rice. Meltdown days are no fun, and i am sorry to hear about your bad day
@olena@actuallyautistic oddly, I actually ended up turning that experience into a teaching experience for myself. My mom never washed rice, so the concept of doing so baffled me for a long time. To prevent a repeat of soggy rice, I spent a week making sure I could make rice perfectly
This guy was in everything! From Jericho, to bones, CSI, star trek, etc. First thing I saw him in was when my wife made me watch ghost whisperer with her (jokes on her, I’ll watch Jennifer Love Hewitt any day). After that I’d always notice his face pop up in a bunch of shows. Really sad to see him go, ALS sucks
I remember teachers and adults acting like groups of kids making up chants about me in front of them wasn't anything they could do anything about.
Unless it was a swear word or a slur there was no response or recourse.
And that's just so bizarre to me.
I'm trying to imagine myself just sitting there as a kid cries while six kids make fun of them. I can't. I would feel like I was overseeing the persecution like some kind of captain of meanness.
I was routinely subject to 100 on 1's on my school playground. The teachers didn't see anything wrong with letting the whole class chase me down and kick me until they got bored.
My gym teacher forced me to dislocate my knees on a routine basis for a couple years, too. I was so neglected at home it never occurred to me to tell my gene donors about my knees. Finally a neighbor saw and told mom, who got me a doctor's note for gym.
@Shkshkshk@nostupidquestions As an admin of my own I usually approve instances manually. Though many times at least after 6.0 update many instances might have missing public/private keys preventing correct federation.
If i understand correctly, whataboutism is used to burry a statement without any solid counter-argument. The accusation of it burries the whataboutism’s argument, which could be valid nonetheless.
My short story “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers” is available to read for free along with all the other fabulous finalists in the Asimov’s Readers’ Award! Of particular interest to #corvid lovers and #neurodivergent folk!
Episode 219 of my Eating the Fantastic podcast is now LIVE. Take a seat at the table for my lunch with writer Ray Nayler — and learn about the train trip where he received early career advice from a stranger he didn’t realize was @neilhimself — and much more! https://www.scottedelman.com/wordpress/2024/02/23/ray-nayler/