Have you seen the TV show Misfits?

No one I’ve ever been with has drawn shapes on my chest, so I can’t speak as to that … But my chest hair grows in a triangle and several of my partners have suggested that I shave an “S” or a bat shape into it. Does that count?

https://youtube.com/watch?v=dztPfvT7F5U

I’m not sure whether I’m envious of your familial connections or glad I avoided similar ones.

For the most part, my wife’s and my literary interests don’t overlap. She reads romance and fanfiction. Neither of those offend me, but nor do they draw me in. However, recently, I read a series that wasn’t my usual purview, but that I enjoyed. I quoted to her a particular phrase from the first book of the trilogy and she said that it sounded like her fare, then she read and enjoyed the series, subsequently asking me to read two similar novels that she enjoyed.

I did. I found them somewhat enjoyable, but felt no need to pursue their sequels.

For the most part, in terms of ordering products, I’ve managed to move away from Amazon other than with regard to books. For books, it has been challenging, so I still often buy them there. It seems that its recommendations are still attuned to what I tried based on my wife’s recommendations. I’ve now bought… And finished … At least three book series I wouldn’t have otherwise based on that.

So, while not an authority, I feel I am at least qualified to comment: “crinkling” or “crinkled her nose” is a trope I find to be something that comes up a lot but … I can’t picture it. Actually, a lot of the physical expressions that come up in those books just seem physically impossible. Sometimes, whilst reading those books, I try to imitate the expression about which I’m reading. Either I’m bad at interpreting or I’m bad at imitating, but regardless, in most cases they seem implausible if not impossible.

edit: @Track_Shovel@slrpnk.net but I agree about the pestering part. So long as it’s affectionate and mutual, that’s the fun.

I have, very consistently throughout my entire life, had bad nosebleeds that were reluctant to stop.

I also used to have a solid white (plus some yellow spots) dog who would sometimes sit next to my bed and stare at me from inches away until I woke up to a ghostly face almost pressed to my own. When he woke me up, his expression would often resemble that of Alexander from FMA. Thus spake he his desire to go outside.

The most recent time I had one of those nosebleeds, I passed out either three or four times (I don’t remember, for some reason my brain was a bit foggy at the time) from blood loss. The doctors told me that a healthy human male has sixteen units of blood and that I had twelve when I got to them.

The point I’m trying to make is that I can very much relate to both sides of this post.

When I was in a similar situation, I accepted the vendor managed router / modem, then just setup my network as a client. The vendor solution sat there and advertised to itself while my subnet respected my DNS solutions.

Sure, I get all that, but I didn’t grow up in that area. I grew up near other direction-sexes.

South doesn’t start with “Su,” so I assume North-sex (in this context) wouldn’t start with “Nor.” In fact, I looked this up and found this interesting article, which is perhaps not academically correct (I don’t know) but shows that my reasoning is not isolated.

I have played Uno once in my life. (I’m not opposed to it. My family just played 500 Rummy when we wanted to play a card game. I never even heard of Uno until the one (edit: or uno) time I played it. My wife recently informed me that this is in some way unusual or, to use her words, “so weird.”)

So I guess my house rules these days (it’s been twenty-some years since that one time) would be “during each turn, desperately search the rulebook to figure out what to do.”

Flame-o, hotmelon.

When I was a kid, I used to live near places called Sussex and Essex.

I never encountered Nussex nor Wessex and that troubles me.

BMO was doing that at least a decade ago.

I’m bad at faces.

Really bad.

I picked Abigail for the sole reason that I could identify her. Much like the protagonist of Bone Gap.

Ah.

One eighth of a tiMbyte, presumably.

Interesting … Thank you very much!

What is it, though?

I don’t have a story like that, but I’ve often wondered whether my various neuroses and fears were because of something that happened or whether they were just invented in my head. I don’t know about your memory, but for me, most likely it was the latter. Hopefully you’re well.

You know, I think I’ve had a very similar conversation with you, or someone like you, previously.

Username … Uh … Might check out.