replies on arachnophobia and heartless chickens

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mikkeneko https://mikkeneko.tumblr.com/ replied to your post “post-processing” https://bomberqueen17.tumblr.com/post/625553188270080000/post-processing

Eviscerating a chicken and just… not finding a heart in the ribcage makes me nostalgic for all those various fetch quests where you’re sent to collect 10 Wolf Heads or something and yet the drop rate is only 50%. WHERE ARE THE OTHER HEADS.

So the thing about ok TW for like, well, eviscerating I guess, don’t read the rest of this answer if you’re gonna be grossed-out about organs which is frankly an understandable thing to be eviscerating is that you mostly do it by touch, right, because you only cut a pretty small hole in the chicken and then you have to go in with your hand and disconnect all the connective tissue and what not. So you get this handful of organs. Most of it is sort of… I mean it’s just squishy. (Actually this lot had gravel in their esophaguses a lot which felt super fucking weird.) But some of the organs have pretty distinctive textures. So you can easily find the liver, which is a dark color and very obvious, and the gizzard, which is a big muscular ball and very solid, and the heart, which is smallish but usually quite firm? well this batch of chickens almost all had really flaccid hearts, idk what else to call it. I spent much of processing day trying to come up with a country song about a flaccid heart. So anyway it’s easy to find hearts, except this batch, they were so goddamn squishy i actually almost missed a couple more of them.

(The other catchphrase of the day, for some reason, was “low-quality enema”, but I don’t recollect why that was, already… So I think it’s that the band name is The Flaccid Hearts and the debut album is Low-Quality Enema, that’s how this goes, right?)

waxscoralpants https://waxscoralpants.tumblr.com/ replied to your post “post-processing” https://bomberqueen17.tumblr.com/post/625553188270080000/post-processing

As someone with like, maybe moderately severe arachnophobia? Now I’m wondering how mine compares to others’. People who just react without judgment and help us deal with it are a godsend so like, thank you on BILs behalf

Ha, aww.

I actually devote a fair amount of psychic energy in my daily life to, like. Understanding people’s viewpoints, quirks, foibles, etc. There’s something to be said for encouraging someone to overcome an irrational fear, sure, but there’s often even more to be said for just taking care of it so they don’t have to be upset. Obviously BIL has worked hard in his life to overcome the arachnophobia, he’s obviously a generally rational person who’s devoted a lot of effort to bettering himself and the like, he’s clearly aware of his limits, and it’s super, super obvious there’s only so much he’s going to be able to do with this phobia. He was gearing up to deal with the thing on his own but like. Why? It wasn’t going to hurt me. I asked him if he’d been hurt, when he made the noise, and he said “It’s more that I’ve taken psychic damage”, and he was kidding but he also wasn’t kidding.

That said, I also immediately texted my mild-to-moderately arachnophobic other sister who’d been providing me with breathless updates about the spiders on her deck (but not letting me come over and remove them for her! I offered that like, instantly when she first texted me!!) and told her I’d just had to save BIL from a spider so big I needed to use a bucket, and she was like why would you tell me this and I was like to prove i can do it, i’ll totally come over and she was like no I’m attempting to coexist and i was like whatever.

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[krait]

I was always the designated insect removal person for all my suitemates at university. :D I figured it was fair, since I was usually the one who opened the window and let it in!

I have also alarmed my brother by walking fearlessly into the garden where half a hundred wasps are busily swooping around gathering mud and water. Coexisting seems to be my skill.

(An exception is made for ants, though. OBLITERATE ON SIGHT or regret it forever as they take over every part of the house.)