These two events happened individually, and will only make sense to Bemani types.
Two days ago: In the kitchen, making a Hot Pocket. Our microwave is stronger than the wattage specified on the box, and I keep trying to narrow the time down to a perfect cooking cycle.
Last time I did 1:40, so this time I punch in 1:35.
My brain thinks “Hmm, that’s nearly 1:30.”
I stop.
I think “…”.
I sigh.
Today, we’re at dinner with my aunt and my dad.
My aunt is talking about a relative, and says “The problem with her is that she’s so absolute…”
Immediately in my head: DEE, DADADADADAA DAA DAAA DAAA DAAAAAAAAAA!
Please, someone bludgeon me out of my misery.