I do not trust myself with that kind of power over myself or others. So no, I don't. I respect firearms, but I'd appreciate if my life passed by without me ever needing to handle one or know much about them.

A bit too well, actually...

I do. I have no stories to tell except traumadumps. I am terrible at maintaining conversation.

The latter.

Not in any meaningful capacity; I just unabashedly enjoy weeb-ass aesthetic.

Mediocre. Gets the job done. I want to go back to sleeping the way I did when I was a teen.

I'm not that big of a Love Live fan. The first season was okay, high school idols just aren't my thing though and the subsequent seasons just kinda got meh to the point I just dropped the... oh, love life. No such thing for several decades.

Nothing. I've been adrift in a sea of boredom with no interest to turn it into anything.

My lawyer has advised me not to reply to this question.

@flandrescarlet@uwu.social :HyperNeko: of course

(get it, because Flan-dere?)

I'm not an aircraft and, in fact, generally unable to fly, much to my own disappointment. I do, however, realize that the secret to flight is throwing yourself on the ground and missing.

I wouldn't be opposed but how much are you willing to pay for the privilege?

Always

On a steady downwards trajectory, as it always goes when I go back to work after PTO.

In theory: very

In practice: it's been well over a decade