skipped a meal due to overstimulation and wanting to jump into the highway, but it got late and the only places open in portland that can do the one specific food i wanted (american breakfast at 12am basically) are both bar+diner places with loud rock music that are right next to each other

so i earplugged my ears with the extra small earplugs i bought earlier, took an uber (asked the uber driver to slow down by showing him a note on my phone) and went into the first one

i sat down, but no one came up and the bartender only made eye contact once and then went back to her conversation afterwards, i felt terrible for missing the mysterious cue that told everyone else how to order food, and went outside

smoked weed to calm down, and entered the place next to it (which i had to go to last night as well btw 🙃 because this city has negligible nightlife)

the waitress didn't know asl but i pointed at things on the menu and pantomimed scrambled eggs,,,,, and! i!! ordered!!!!! the food!!!!!!!!!!! hhhhhhhh

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