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+2023-02-24
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+	Write drunk. Never edit!
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+
+2023-02-23
+
+	That edible definitely worked.
+
+	Last summer my roommate's mother had a gathering, the day I got out of
+isolation for COVID-19. I hesitantly went outside, keeping my mask on, and
+socialized, a task at which I'm bad on a good day. Eventually I found a place
+to sit by a bonfire and got talking to a dude next to me.
+	He told me about how his son couldn't have gluten, dairy, meats, or
+anything like that. Some affliction I had previously heard of but the name
+escapes me now. The dietary restrictions were tight and the father kept to the
+same ones. Eating can be a very social activity and being excluded is isolating
+- if they couldn't find a place to accomodate, at least they could commiserate.
+I thought that was really sweet and told him so. The evening turned to night
+and we watched the lightning bugs dance in the lawn.
+	During that conversation I mentioned he should come to the restaurant
+at which I was a cook, because I could accomodate for the diet. I could do a
+salad or something, I had all the ingredients for that even though it wasn't
+the place's specialty. The next day as I toiled a barista from the front of the
+house came back to the kitchen and explained to me that she'd had a customer
+ask if we could do anything gluten-, dairy-, egg-, and meat-free. I said I
+could totally do a salad. She said she'd already explained that we couldn't
+really do much for that and sent him on his way. That evening I went outside by
+myself and watched the lightning bugs dance in the lawn.
+
+	gay ass catgirls. homosexual meowing. nyaa~
+
+
 2023-02-22
 
 	I clocked in at work and washed my hands and scrubbed at my palms and