

Whenever I get to the point that I have panic attacks hours before my workday starts. Worst alarm clock ever.
Whenever I get to the point that I have panic attacks hours before my workday starts. Worst alarm clock ever.
I used to want to have my corpse frozen, then loaded into the pilot seat of a fake alien landing shuttle, complete with a computer system and books written in “alien language” that’s really just complicated code version of my will, and pushed off a transport plane to fall somewhere such as Antarctica or Greenland, to be covered with snow and ice for decades before someone randomly found it. Absolute win for conspiracy shit, and would be fun to be a random surprise like that.
I no longer have this plan because 1. I can’t afford it and 2. We don’t really get significant new ice anymore. We just lose old ice.
I read something yesterday that says no, it’s the usual FPTP. Only the primary was RCV.
Thanks, that means a lot to me :) I’ve definitely always viewed it as a participation trophy of sorts, but you’re right; my team was absolutely over the moon for me.
I always liked wrestling for the same reason, it’s an individual sport with camaraderie. Two chances to feel like a winner! Did it for 6 years, was a good time.
Awesome, I’m gunna try this for sure, because doing anything on my Linux machines is… a whole big thing… Thanks for sharing this!
“Well it’s wood, it’ll survive the elements. Besides, it’s not like I can bring it inside a building or anything so what difference does it make if it stays out there for a while longer, you know?”
I never got a trophy for anything, but I did like the medal I got for my first wrestling win… it wasn’t, like, any big thing, but we were against a specific school that has a good program, it was my first year, I was the only girl on the team… and I won by techfall.
It was definitely a participation trophy of sorts, but it actually felt ok to get. It was engraved to read “for beating your [school] opponent, and first win”
We, as a team, lost to them. Badly.
Good call.
Hallucinations are fun, if they are purely visual and you know they are coming…
I have olfactory hallucinations as well as occasional auditory (related to migraines and headaches, not drug use) and those are just very mundane. Lol
I used to be like that, unable to dream/remember dreams. Turns out that was because I had nightmares and terrors and stress dreams and my brain simply didn’t want to remember them.
I took a shaman drug (that I won’t mention, because I absolutely do not recommend it for anyone ever, and regret taking it myself) over the course of many months, and it absolutely gave me the permanent ability to dream and recall, and even consistently lucid dream (I don’t recall dreams every day, but at least once a week now). I now have a whole town that acts as a hub to get to all the places I’ve dreamed about more than once. It’s kinda fun.
However, these dreams are massively emotionally taxing. I often encounter my mother (the point of the shaman drug is to interact with dead ancestors), so I’ve relegated her to a middle floor of “my house” so she’s easier to avoid… those experiences are… just so overwhelmingly taxing. They do help with some closure stuff even tho I know it’s just my brain making up both sides of things, but it’s draining all the same.
I haven’t worn a bra in decades other than occasional for a nice outfit sort of stuff.
I don’t consider it self-care, I just don’t have boobs worth bra-ing up. Why waste the money for something that does nothing?
Self care is doing whatever makes you comfortable, not what other people say should make you more comfortable.
Lots of people, especially fem-presenting people, would be wildly uncomfortable with their nipples being visible through a tighter shirt, and you know what? That’s super understandable. People give me looks and comments not infrequently. It’s uncomfortable. That’s reasonable. I’ve stopped caring what small-minded people think so I’m over it, but it takes years to get comfortable with that, and that’s the opposite of self-care if it’s not something you already want to do.
Eh, we don’t need him contaminating all the research, plus all that hot air would speed up melting.
No, let’s throw him in a little dingy with a half-collapsed roof (inflatable life raft for ships sort of thing) and set him adrift at the point furthest from any land.
If he makes it to shore alive and without help, we let him live the rest of his life in peace. But broke, cuz his whole family needs to be stripped of any monetary gains of office.
We keep drones circling to record everything, and broadcast it globally as pay per view, and use the funds to track down and return all the people he deported.
Childhood me used to keep spiders in big buckets. I’d catch bees in those little gumball machine eggs, shake them a bit to disorient them (yes I now realize how fucked up this was to do, but I was like 6-7) and feed them to my spiders.
So yes, they do, at least in certain situations.
Not clickbait, rage bait.
It’s just pro-corporate propaganda packaged in a way to drive engagement from both sympathetic corpo middle managers agreeing that nobody wants to work anymore, and burned out workers who kinda don’t want to work anymore under these conditions. Anything less than undying loyalty to our corpo overlords is worth writing a pressure piece about.
“Journalists” and other writers haven’t seemed to feel a duty to report objective truth in a long time. They have a duty to drive engagement and that attracts a completely different set of people than factual reporting.