The noticeable reflex stuff was all lizard brain and the feeling/image you banged out in 0.0 seconds was completely correct and flawless and people very much unlike you won the same stuffed monkey with the same perfect score.
Six days before my 41st birthday. Space time kinda…jerks, when you say it

And the many uncomplicated affordable pursuits and curiosity I gave up so bloodlessly it’s amazing the planets spin hasn’t loosed me into the endless dark; superhuman non involvement, constant weird fires; cause and effect dizzy with phantom limb shit; deviant sex and complaining on deck. With Edge.

At the moment this manifests as getting shoes on and acquiring 4loko but I assure you this is a coincidence and not super-vibe-distillation other than the check box next to it that says “lazy?”