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Aug. 8th, 2025 05:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dmxratedSince early childhood, I always had a thing for choosing things randomly in all manner of contexts, such as what cereal to have for breakfast. Originally, this manifested in a form of eenie-meenie-minie-mo, but by reading or reciting letters from something, such as an issue we had back then of The Wholesale-By-Mail Catalog, and counting up to that letter.
The first paragraph in my planned introduction for each randomization challenge walkthrough.
Drawing upon that, Mom asked me two nights ago if I roll dice to decide where I'm going to eat for my lunch break. I told her that I just go wherever I feel like. (Promotions do tend to sway me, though, and Starbucks has one almost every week where you can earn stars by ordering something several days in a row or something like that.)
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Yesterday, I decided to eat at Charley's, and yes, I do enter a random integer online on my phone to decide which flavor of chicken (minus anything spicier than Cajun pepper rub). Generated 7 in a maximum thereof, ordered some lemon pepper rub bites, and it's a good thing I had also ordered a cookies 'n' cream milkshake; had to eat a spoonful out of that after each bite, and they had left some tingling sensation on the roof of my mouth that I could feel even when having a water bottle later.
Mom asked me upon picking me up, if I'd like something light like a BLT for dinner after that and some mozzarella sticks that came with the chicken. I asked for something smoother in my mouth, and she offered me some carbonara.
When she actually made that, the zucchini still irritated my mouth, and we wound up trading mine of that for her noodles.
Even a Healthy Choice fudge bar felt hard, although today's yogurt snack that she left me for breakfast felt much nicer. (Didn't bother pouring any cereal or boiling some coffee to go with it.)
The first paragraph in my planned introduction for each randomization challenge walkthrough.
Drawing upon that, Mom asked me two nights ago if I roll dice to decide where I'm going to eat for my lunch break. I told her that I just go wherever I feel like. (Promotions do tend to sway me, though, and Starbucks has one almost every week where you can earn stars by ordering something several days in a row or something like that.)
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Yesterday, I decided to eat at Charley's, and yes, I do enter a random integer online on my phone to decide which flavor of chicken (minus anything spicier than Cajun pepper rub). Generated 7 in a maximum thereof, ordered some lemon pepper rub bites, and it's a good thing I had also ordered a cookies 'n' cream milkshake; had to eat a spoonful out of that after each bite, and they had left some tingling sensation on the roof of my mouth that I could feel even when having a water bottle later.
Mom asked me upon picking me up, if I'd like something light like a BLT for dinner after that and some mozzarella sticks that came with the chicken. I asked for something smoother in my mouth, and she offered me some carbonara.
When she actually made that, the zucchini still irritated my mouth, and we wound up trading mine of that for her noodles.
Even a Healthy Choice fudge bar felt hard, although today's yogurt snack that she left me for breakfast felt much nicer. (Didn't bother pouring any cereal or boiling some coffee to go with it.)