A research flyer looking for participants who are self-identified as neurodivergent, over the age of 21, and currently smoke cigarettes or vape. The study includes a 30 minute survey and the option to sign up for a 45 minute interview. The survey and interview will ask questions about your background, neurodivergence, and smoking/vaping habits. Participation is voluntary and can be withdrawn at any time. There is a potential loss of confidentiality in all email, downloading, and internet transactions. There is a QR code on the flyer, but if you have any questions or for more information please reach out to Emily King at eking11@twu.edu or Dr. Paul Bones at pbones@twu.edu.

Hello! I, along with a graduate student, am conducting a study on neurodivergence and smoking/vaping. If you fit the criteria, please consider scanning the QR code (or emailing me for a link). There's a survey and we are doing interviews. We would greatly appreciate your participation!

The autistic urge to read everything there is about a band you just discovered from 6 years ago.

Oh that's a neat idea!

The number of colleagues who have suggested I use AI to plan a talk, write a paper, or make an assignment is disappointingly high.

Worst pep talk ever lol.

The autistic urge to (over) explain your way to conflict resolution.

Sigh this never works.

Next time I'm at a show and someone is selling a brown shirt. I'm buying it. I have too much black.

man being alive right now is fucking exhausting

I'm at the emo show.
I'm at the queerlesque show.
I'm at the combination emo show and queerlesque show.

I really am hashtag blessed to live in a town where I can go to multiple emo shows in a week.

I love how 25 years ago I bought a headset for my landline because my hand got tired of holding the phone to my ear while talking to my friends and today I feel like I need a Xanax bc I made 3 phone calls.

Well at least this unending January was good for something. I (mostly) finished my post-tenure review self-reflections.

Bro you have my number. Well. My email. Whatever. Count me in!

I know it's trendy to complain about this month being unending, but seriously how is there still one more day of January?

Me: I need to stop and take stock of the everyday beauty in life.

Two minutes later, walking across campus: Eww are those a bunch of dirty diapers on the ground? The fuck is that? Hair?

This is Paul. I guess I'm finally leaving Twitter. God knows if I'll ever post here.