Dammit. I win. And not.

I do not poop at parties. Ever. I am completely traumatized by a house party I went to when I was 18 or 19 where I used the bathroom after someone had dropped a massive deuce and not flushed. So of course I flushed before I went - and the toilet overflowed and I had to run out and find my friends parents in a sea of about a hundred people and tell them what happened.

You know damned well everyone thought I had done it.

Never got to poop. Never tried to poop at a party again. I’m 45. I’ll hold it until I die before I go through that again.

I’ve given this some thought, because I do seem to get satisfaction out of completing tasks, but no motivation to start them in order to get the finishing satisfaction. Or giving up half way through a task when I’ve lost interest. On the other hand, avoidance leads to adrenaline, and that gets me moving. I think that’s where the neuro compensation lies. Not the lack of satisfaction that the task is complete (although mostly I just feel relief not satisfaction), it’s the adrenaline replacing the dopamine.

This guy with actual answers over here.

I feel like the general vibe is “have fun, and don’t be a piece of shit”. I’m enjoying my refugee status so far

Please don’t send us leaves. We have so many leaves.

I’m this person. It’s fucking annoying. I want to sleep. I really do. But nope. I haven’t used an alarm clock in 30 years. In fact, if I do, I will hit snooze until I’ve overslept. But I can wake up for a 3am flight no problem. I can lie down for 20 minutes, be asleep in 30 seconds and then wake up in 20 minutes. It’s a weird and mostly useless superpower.