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    Jamie, Gavin, Cassidy. All guys.
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  1. Jamie

    Ask Lumi's Tulpas

    Hah, in my household the entire issue is that our cat is a boss and the dog is afraid of her and she actively chases him around the house and attacks him when he's just doing normal dog things (that are completely barbaric to cat standards). He's taller and bigger than her but it doesn't matter to him- she's scary. I would not have a rabbit around her, because she would attack it in a heartbeat. You said it, sister... Reminded me of this.
  2. Jamie

    Ask Lumi's Tulpas

    I would start with just one, I would love and dote on and cherish it, and the vet we see is a farm vet and I know he takes rabbits because I have seen them in carriers in the lobby. Assuming I live in the same area in the future. "Rabbits are in the same bracket as far as money and time as a smedium size dog, not like a mouse or hamster" has been scorched into my head and it hurts me to see the rabbits in the little tiny cages at the pet store while even the cats on display have the whole cat box setup. Even the guinea pigs have some big massive tank run setup, I don't know why they can't have something like that for the rabbits. Really I think the decision in the future would be if I want dogs or rabbits, because I don't think it would be feasible to house both at once without having actual acreage to make absolutely sure a dog doesn't get those rabbits because they sure would. Thanks for your blessing. It's just something I've been thinking about.
  3. Jamie

    Ask Lumi's Tulpas

    Opinions on angora rabbits? I have always said I wanted a pair of ferrets when I was older but I increasingly am fantasizing that I'll get an angora rabbit or two, chiefly because I am [literally] a spinster and the idea of being able to harvest around 3/4th a pound of fiber a year from a rabbit is amazing. I don't mean now, in my trailer home with a cat and a dog; I just mean in the general future. I was trying to google "Do angora rabbits make good pets?" but I googled "Do angora rabbits make good friends?" instead. PETA apparently says it's bad because shearing them is distressing, and I don't doubt that in more industrial applications angora rabbits are mistreated or abused, but, like... I really don't think it's horrible, I watch videos of these homesteaders or handspinners and the rabbit is just sitting there completely not caring. General rabbit-as-pet comments welcomed as well.
  4. I'll hold off on sharing my lists of archived threads and webpages of note from 2012-2014 right now but I have one.
  5. It's simple: are you trans or res? Gee, I don't know..... I almost linked Korn's Twisted Transistor but I figured that... wasn't quite the right vibe. Still been rocking Beastie Boys lately. I'm going to go watch a movie and then the sequel.
  6. I called it a refractory period lmao.
  7. I see. and Bre, that's a pt good summary of emotions. I agree they are physical. Not everyone has the same, pardon, refractory period though. I can bawl my eyes out and then walk out the door and feel fine and brush it all off. I've said many times that getting angry for me is like trying to fill up a colander. It all drains out of me so quickly. I guess LSD is the sort of thing you might only need to try once, or a few times in one's entire life.
  8. Bre, haven't you only had LSD the once?
  9. Wait, so are you going to get to front for any fun and relaxing activities? All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy. Take it from me when I say, that's a good way to emotionally decondition someone. I dunno, I'm only talking on the order of months though. If you're meaning like a long weekend or two weeks more like, then I'm sorry for coming off a little strong lol. Sometimes Gavin handles things for two or three days to give me a break. Sometimes Gavin handles nothing for two or three days to give himself a break. "The one who gets to have fun and enjoy life" and "The one who does everything else" is a stick with quite the short end.
  10. Was that healthy the first time, and will it be the second? I guess it's not my place to judge. The times of life years ago I let Gavin be in the "host role" I don't regret because I think I would have died otherwise and it's possible Gavin wouldn't have been as impactful on my life (leading to his continued existence today) if it hadn't happened. But there's a lot I could get into about how it wasn't too productive in terms of un-screwing my screwed-up shit. Honestly I'm not going to whine about the original fronting though. Just the idea of "long breaks." I've decided my answer to "Are you trans?" is going to be "What's a trans?" from now on. If they can't tell me I won't tell them. Unless we're at the Social Security Office. I like my body too. The culture hoists up this eternal gender dysphoria demon as a way to stay eternally victimized and insist that society needs to bend around them because they can't help themselves. It is a mental illness like anything else, like a depression more than anything. I'm freaking cured! Took six years, but I really couldn't consider myself to have disorderly or distressing levels of gender dysphoria nowadays. I'm pretty close to identifying as straight but I'm not sure if I want to yet.
  11. I keep waking up, fully refreshed at the same time every morning no matter what time I go to bed. That's pretty nice except that that time is 3:30 AM. I can't really be out of my room because the pets haven't been fed and the dog is in his crate and he'll pee if he's woken and I don't want to walk him at 4AM because that'll wake my mom up and get him used to waking up that early- which means the cat will know I'm up that early, which means she'll be trying to wake me up at 2AM because that's how my queen bitch of a cat is. She's such a boss. She opens my mom's door at 5 like clockwork and bites her face to demand food. If my mom doesn't get up, she goes and smacks the dog cage to get the dog screaming. Sometimes the cat scares the dog so much he throws up in his crate. Absolute bitch. She's the best cat I know. She has the softest belly and fur and demands affection and flips belly-up with her chin up for petting with that little happy cat smile on her face. She's so smart. And manipulative. If you're sitting down but she wants to sit in your chair, she'll try to climb on top of the TV to knock it over because she knows that makes us get up. Then she races out and jumps in your ass-warmed chair- it's her chair now. We have most of the cabinets taped shut because she'll open them and pull out loaves of bread and other food to chew the plastic off. How'd this turn into a monologue about my cat? Basically I'm going to dick off until 5AM.
  12. I dreamt @Bear was in the kitchen outside my bedroom talking to people and I was half-awake in bed (it was a false awakening dream) and I heard him confess a story about having his right shoulder driven over as a child, and two boys, maybe brothers but I think friends/neighbors, having to run to get some adult for help. I immediately thought, oh shit, this isn't right, and realized I was dreaming. I had a false awakening and my sister was chopping purple tomatos at my desk right beside my bed. I pretended to be sleeping still as I thought, "I really need to tell Bear! It might be forshadowing!" I think I meant a premonition. Then I realized none of this made any sense... and had another false awakening. I woke up and got on my phone, which was only at 2%, and I was trying to find this thread but instead all I could find was that one of Ranger's other tulpas had flooded the forum with pictures of "sexy" ibis which really looked like ducks. I read "I am following the hypermilk correctly. If you're upset about the ibis, it's because you don't recognize their sex appeal" and my reaction was to Google "hypermilk" because I didn't know what it meant. My phone went to a white screen and THAT made me realize I was still dreaming, out of all of that.... Fingers crossed I don't wake up again after hitting submit.
  13. Yeah, that happened to me once ages ago with Bear. I'm sorry again ;_;
  14. That's fine, it's really pretty personal in my experience, and not always really even linked to personality. Some people blush, some don't, some people get sweaty, some don't, some cry, some don't. Cassidy is a crybaby. He cries to music, he cries at church, he cries in prayer, he cries at nature, he cries at cats, he cries just because he's happy, he cries just because. I cry to music and things as well as strong emotions but I have a good handle on it, I always have a point where I either choose to cry or I can swallow it up. Generally I only upset-cry in public when I feel a great injustice has been done to me but I just have no way to remedy it. The last time I really upset-cried was over a year ago. My school was going on a field trip to a farm that I went to in pre-K and was really excited to go to. I got Cassidy hyped too because I wanted him to see it. The day of, they just told me, oh no Jamie, you can't go: you got points taken off two days ago (they took the points off retroactively, this morning) for Social Skills because you didn't order anything from McDonalds. I wasn't hungry and I don't like McDonalds. But I knew I couldn't even make a retort or ask for anything to be changed, it's just how that school worked. So they left me to go to the farm and I was left behind a black curtain and I just silently sobbed for a good hour. And you know what? Those motherfuckers took off points for that, too. Off-task.
  15. Music can be abused as a distraction like anything else, but it's relatively mundane compared to vidya games, TV, Youtube, prawn. I would rather someone wallow in pity for three hours to Elliot Smith than put their mind into the void and play Mortal Kombat on their phone for 6 hours and then have to stay up all night to do their homework. This song is almost a meme because of how sad it is but it's made me tear up before, it makes me think of someone I knew. Lyrics: (depressing, alcohol)