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Having to consciously retrain myself to sit up straight, put my feet down, and untangle my arms is the worst and I haaaaaaaate it.

@ body: please stop being in awful pain and let me sit like the pretzel I was always meant to be.

(pretends to be part of the architecture) :P

Coworker giving a new hire a tour: "(points at doors) Bathroom. (points at big closet) Supply cabinet. (points at room with tables) Break room. (points at me, walking in the other direction) Mino."

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I've been Palominocorn/Mino longer than I've been (legal name)/(standard nickname for legal name).

This is weird to realize.

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Me: (wearing long sleeve elbow braces)

Arms: (feel really nice, like they're getting a hug ALL THE TIME!)

Me: Ah, this is what people mean by pressure stimming. It is excellent.

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There are specs in my lab that are like "eh, about a hundred, but fifty is fine and a hundred fifty is fine" and there are specs that are like "exactly 6.728 and if it deviates even a little you toss the whole thing out and beg your god(s) for mercy" and I intuitively know which is which by now but I am struggling to explain it to the new hires.

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Discovered that Dancing in a Hurricane (by Epica) can be sung to the rhythm of Sound of Silence.

Now it's stuck in my head.

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Rescued a dude from a burning building.

He got mad at me for looting on the way out and is calling the guards. While the building is going down in flames on our ears.

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Brain: Dragons and therefore draconic sorcerers must be related to fish.

Me: What?

Brain: Because they have scales.

Me: ...you know what, sure!