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So, like, what *is* this thing anyway? Like, the whole "FAQ" rodeo?
Honestly? A way to sound smart without actually *being* smart. It's how people try to anticipate your dumb questions before you even *think* to ask them. "Oh, you're curious about X? We've got the *answers*!" But let's be real, the *real* questions rarely get asked here. They're the messy ones, the ones that keep you up at 3 AM, wrestling with existential dread and a half-eaten bag of chips in the dark. Those are the *good* questions. The official answers? Often just a load of… well, you'll see.
Fine. What's the *actual* point of *this* FAQ then? Is it even about anything specific?
Okay, so like, *currently*? Not really. I’m mostly just feeling… chatty. And maybe a little… vulnerable? Don't judge me. I'm still figuring this out. So, the point is… to, uh… *be* a point. A point of messiness. A point of… "I have no idea what I'm doing but I'm going to wing it spectacularly." It’s less answering questions and more… narrating a fever dream. You’ve been warned. Also, secretly hoping someone finds this funny. Or, at least, not *too* horrifying.
Are you planning on answering *actual* questions? Like, specific ones?
Maybe! Probably not strategically. It's like picking a scab, you know? You *know* you shouldn't. You really *shouldn't*. But then... *the itch* gets to you. If you send me a question that *hits* me just right? I might. But don't expect logic. Expect… whatever this is. A verbal vomit of thoughts and tangents. Look, I can’t promise answers, okay? I can only promise… *something*. Hopefully, something vaguely entertaining. Or at least, not completely boring.
What's the deal with the stream-of-consciousness thing? Is it… necessary?
Necessary? No. Is it… therapeutic? Maybe. It’s like this: My brain is a chaotic library, like that one you remember from high school. Books everywhere. Half-read ones stacked haphazardly. Some with pages missing. Some with coffee stains. And the librarian – that’s me – is constantly trying to *kind of* organize it, while simultaneously getting distracted by a particularly interesting dust bunny. Stream of consciousness lets me let the dust bunnies… *live*. It's messy, it's imperfect... and sometimes, amidst the clutter, you find something interesting. And sometimes, you just find more dust bunnies. Embrace the dust bunnies, I say! They're part of the journey.
Okay, fine. Fine. So, like, tell me about a time… something… went wrong?
Oh, honey. Where do I even *begin*? This is like asking a drunk to recount their night. Okay, so… there was this *one* time. I was trying to bake a cake. A simple vanilla cake. You know, the kind that promises comfort and sugary goodness? Well, I was already on edge – the day had been a *disaster*. My train was late, my boss was a jerk, and my favorite coffee shop was out of my usual. Basically, the universe was actively antagonizing me. So, I figured, baking. Baking would fix it. It never does, does it?
I get the recipe, and I start measuring. Three cups of flour, I think. Scratch that. Four. I *swear* the recipe was wrong. The whisk? It snapped in half. *In half*! I'm talking, like, cheap plastic just *cracked*. I swear, that whisk was not a fan of pressure. And then, the oven. My oven, the infernal heat box. It decided to… not heat. Or, at least, not evenly. Half the cake was burnt to a crisp, the other half… a gooey, undercooked mess. I wanted to scream. I *did* scream. I ate the burnt part. I had to, right? Waste not, want not, even when it tastes like charcoal. The entire experience was a testament to the universe's cruel sense of humor. And the cake, oh, the cake was the punchline.
So… you had a bad baking experience. Is that it?
Oh, no, no, no. *That* was just the tip of the iceberg. The *good* icing. The aftermath… that's where the *real* story begins. I went into 'denial rage'. You know, the kind where you clean everything. I mean *everything*. I scrubbed the oven, the counters, the entire kitchen floor. And then, I started on the living room. And then the bathroom. I mean, I was cleaning like a woman possessed. After that, I watched an entire season of a show I barely liked, and ate *an entire pint* of ice cream. I was a complete mess. Like, the kind of mess that makes you avoid eye contact with your own reflection. And you know what? It was *cathartic*. Sometimes, you just gotta let it all go. Even if it's just through a burnt cake and a frantic cleaning session. The important part, as long as you live in that moment, is that it passes. I did eventually make a successful cake. It's just those other ones that I remember more!
Well, aside from that… what *else* are you into? Anything you actually *like*?
Okay, now you're talking my language! I love… so many things, and I'm also so bad at sticking to just one. Books, definitely. Especially the ones that make you feel things, the kind that crack you open and then, gently, piece you back together. I *hate* the ones that are boring. I also adore music. Like, all kinds. From screaming punk to teary ballads, it makes me feel connected. The best concerts? I cried at half of the songs. It’s like, the artist is going through the same thing, and that's beautiful. The feeling of togetherness! Ah, I miss concerts! And the world. And people! ...Okay, now I'm getting off-track. The point is… I like feeling things. And whatever lets me feel them, well, that's something I like.
This is, uh… a lot. What's next?
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