

Weirdly it’s Monday. Monday through Wednesday is often the slowest part of the week for me.


Sort by Scaled, it kind of does that automatically for you.
I sort of understand malignant narcissism and its early victims. I’ll never understand the suckers who fall for it again after it’s been clearly and publicly exposed. Idiots are going to give this POS more money for a new project, if they haven’t already.
Edit: I’m not talking about Fielder. I’m talking about the inevitable investors.
Cooking isn’t hard, just burn the house down like the rest of us idiots!
Background Music: destroys your eardrums
Brit Lowtalker Villain: we gunna mumbly the wumbky aintwe guvnah


Some recommend heat, some recommend cold, some recommend alternating between them. My back was ‘seizing up’ and the heat seemed to relax it. I mostly think it’s just something to do while waiting for the drugs to kick in.


Several months ago, I was moving some boxes in the attic and torqued my lower back just wrong. Felt like I had a spear stabbed into me. Could barely move. Had to park myself on a heating pad and take a liver-destroying dose of an NSAID to recover.


Last time I used one of those places, there was a pushy dude trying so hard to get me to sign up. He got very annoyed that I kept saying no. I got a single wash and never went back to that place again. Mission failed successfully, I guess?
These days, I just don’t bother with it, other than to occasionally rinse off pollen or dust with my garden hose.
“Hearing a beloved song used in a late stage capitalism commercial for prescription drugs may cause moderate to severe emotional damage. If ear bleeding continues, call your doctor.”
The casual neutral-smile murder indeed looks very corporate!
Tonsils, appendix, optic nerve vs retina, prostate…the human body is a hodgepodge of “just good enough” parts.
M.A.D.D. isn’t just for insane world leaders anymore!
I haven’t been a student for many years, but shitty dreams like this occasionally haunt me. Lots of variations on the theme. Lost textbooks. Lost homework. Lost locker. Forgotten locker combo. Can’t find the classroom. Forgot I signed up for a class. Just generally can’t get my dream shit together.
“These are my pants meow.”
Guessing it will be called The Stupid Ages, or maybe The Antichrist Years, depending on who is in charge.
Yes, my little brother is awesome. One of those people everyone loves. He really looked up to me growing up, then surpassed me in every way, which makes me proud.
Mixed results for me.
Lack of loyalty from me cost me the most important relationship of my life, something I’ll never fully recover from. I didn’t cheat, but I took them for granted. Of course someone smarter than me swooped in, and it was all over. I got dumped, and I deserved it. I’ve moved on the best I can, but some self-inflicted wounds never fully heal.
Loyalty to and from my younger brother has been all good, and very worthwhile for decades.
Loyalty to some of my more difficult and challenging friendships has gone very well, in spite of the rough patches. Sometimes you should cut someone loose, but I think most modern people are far too quick to do that. I try to give people multiple chances, but not be an enabler or sucker about it.
Loyalty to some of my other family members has only caused me grief and long term suffering.
I attempt to only talk about these things with IRL friends. When our opinions disagree, we’re all nice about it. When we agree, it’s really fun to geek out on it together.
Even when we disagree, it can be fun to hear the reasons why. Because we don’t attack each other over personal preferences.
But trying to do that online? Nah. Tis a silly place.
Thank you for the in-depth answer.