Cabinet Derg @Motodrachen@awoo.space

A travelling tribe of Goodra that sell surprisingly effective medicines off the back of a truck.
And all of them have prescription labels, but they're practically all syrups, gels, lotions and poultices.
Even the medications that aren't usually in that format.
And they're Potent, cheap and the cough syrup tastes better than the store brand.
But some of the pills are a bit big to swallow, and suspiciously Egg-shaped.

And you're pretty sure it shouldn't just be one big pill in a little amber plastic bottle.

Well, I slipped and fell on some expanded plate steel and smooshed both my knees good.
That sucked.
The shockwave from the massive adrenaline dose was way worse. Went right into panicked berserker mode and cried for half an hour.

Now I've gotta deal with the emotional stroboscope in RGB puke mode. Oh and I'm gonna be useless on the crew today

Wow. Double self own, Tanya Harding style

I'm starting to realize my Enby appeal is that I'm the Forbidden Hetero.
Like no matter your gender, I'll figure you out and provide the direct opposite.

I just had to break down and take out two weeks of boxes for my disabled roomie, and my roomie who isn't disabled, just working 16 hour days.

And like... Gee, I wish I had enough disposable income to treat myself with lots of little trinkets and tech toys and parts for tech toys and Hot sauces and snacks and all that other stuff that comes via amazon Box.

Because then I could buy Tools and crafting supplies and stuff for Other people. Because I'm a walking contradiction: I'm an anti-materialist dragon.

Like I have a Hoard, but it's all stuff that's looking for it's rightful owner.
75% of my possessions were Given to me, salvaged, bartered for, received as Payment or otherwise Not Bought in a Store. I place huge value on owning Nice things that someone else threw away in their quest for the Nicest Thing.

And because I know that as I do good works and go about my life, stuff will find it's way to me. So it's not a big deal giving things away.

And then I look at the pile of broken down, nearly unused cardboard boxes and think: This is what's gonna fukkin kill us.

Gender of the day

It's a week in and I'm still not sure what I'm supposed to be proud of.

Feeling a major need for some low-key, social sex.
I'm wired weird. I don't like hooking up with Randos, I like having the chance to play with my Friends. I need some actual social context to really feel sexual attraction.

But once past that point, I'm more or less totally open. I love social gatherings where everyone's comfortable enough to be nude and casually sexual with each other. I love nude swims and shared showers.
Even just sharing sleeping arrangements. I really enjoy activities that can Lead to sex, more than the sex itself.

The new paradigm is gonna be furry families adopting younger furries to get them out of bad living situations.
Like, kids won't just get to choose their Partners and Lovers, but their Parents for their 20s too.

Being enby is great because no matter someone else's sexuality, you're either hot to them or not

Ow. Okay, that explains a lot.
So, if all of us are in synchronicity over here it's great except for the massive overstimulation.
Fuck now I think I see why my perception of reality has been janky. If everyone is awake and working together there's just too much damn data to process.

Maybe multisys is an autistic brain's defense against blowing itself to pieces with input and output?