kittenbridgeasteroid

I blame my parents.

Yup. It's a developmental disorder instead of a mental illness (like autism). Our frontal lobe or prefrontal cortex didn't develop properly.

I think ADHD is a horrible name for it. Executive Functioning Disorder is a much more accurate name.

I know rhasspy can do this to an extent. What's your use case?

My best friend as a child lived like 4 houses down the cul de sac from us, and I was literally at his house every day.

But still, every day I'd knock and ask if he could play, despite his parents telling me over and over that I could just come inside whenever I wanted.

I mean, I've been diagnosed for like 25 years now and I still have to do this.

God damn, I guess there really isn't such a thing as an original thought.

Personal preference is now fact, apparently.

I had to get them custom made on Etsy. $45ish each, but 100% worth it. I highly advise against most synthetic fabrics, though.

I have some micromodal ones that are nice, but nothing performs like wool. I'll take them off at the end of the day and they'll be wet from sweat, but my skin is dry.

And that's saying something, because I have hyperhydrosis.

Jockstraps don't go in your butt crack, though. Thongs act like a sweat wick.

LPT: Thongs are the cure for swamp-ass. If you can, get some wool ones.

Many classical composers were basically like pets rich people owned (sponsored).

Lol, thinking opera composers were rich people.