crows have been documented holding ‘funerals’ for many years. however, researchers suggest that they may not be mourning; evidence indicates that crows may be examining the body & surrounding area for potential threats to the rest of the flock.
The only times we have “sleepovers” as adults is if we’re fucking or too fucked up to go home.
Which sucks, because I love platonic sleepovers. Like, dude, I specifically got a futon for that exact purpose. Let’s watch movies all night and crash on this futon!
I love opening my mouth to compliment people, second-guessing whether or not it would be perceived as creepy, and instead just buzzing wordlessly at them from the back of my throat, which is never creepy and is always well-received.
I feel so accomplished.
Today I got all my exams for one class (of three) set up with disability services for the rest of the semester, got extensions on homework that could have absolutely murdered me because I was having technical issues and actually communicated with the teachers this time, and then DID THE HOMEWORK. ON TIME.
Still not balanced as well as I’d like because I have other assignments I’m putting off rn so I can decompress from the day, but hey. I got things accomplished, I got them accomplished well, and this…this is what I was missing the last time. I failed two of the classes I’m taking now–one of them twice–but now I have a much better handle on my personal life and scheduling, and I’m mentally and physically in a much better place.
There will be bad years. There will be backsliding. I still dissociate and have problems, but I am finally getting some real traction again.
Now to add “preparing my own meals again” to the list…just in time for New Year’s!