The difference between me and people who are not horrible.

You are eating a smooth peanut butter sandwich and bite into something unexpectedly crunchy. Preceding any conscious analysis of what might have happened, what is the first image that comes to mind?

a) Crunchy peanut butter.
b) Last crunchy food you ate.
c) ( Cut for gross. )

If your answer is (c) then you are me and you have a problem. I finished the sandwich because something like this happens nearly every time I eat. And my instincts tend this way in a lot of situations, not merely those involving food. My brain, so baroque in its pessimism that "pessimism" acquires a level of meaning akin to masochism, gropes instinctively for the most grotesque image in its library.

This particular image was readily available to it because of ( cut for gross. )

Homestuck dream that is kind of sad now that I am awake.

In the dream, the alpha kids were at a summer camp together, and Sburb was just a cute Glitch-like browser-based MMO they were playing together. It had the potential to become dangerous when Jack showed up at the camp, but Roxy prototyped her sprite with a kitten, so he turned into a cute calico cat who wanted to play with Jane. Dirk was sad for reasons he declined to discuss, and Jane tried to give him a hug, but he went off to brood alone someplace.

(Now that I'm awake, I've decided that Dirk is remembering his past life in Actual Traumatic Homestuck.)

The beta trolls were also there, and Tavros attempted to hit on Roxy in a middle-school-boy way by installing something stupid on her iPad. So Jane tricked him into going down to the lake, then got onto his Android tablet and edited some of his files to add rude notes.

Karkat was sitting on a couch next to Vriska and Sollux, playing a video game and ignoring them both in a studious manner. I wonder what happened there.