I like tilapia fried in garlic olive oil, roasted asparagus, and cous cous. I eat it at least 3x a week for lunch. It’s easy and cheap and freezes well.

I do meal prep once a week with my mom. We just get together at her place and cook like 10 or 12 meals and put them in containers and I freeze them. Cheaper than TV dinners and it’s easy lunch and dinner for the week.

I absolutely despise cooking, so taking the ingredients to my parents’ place forces me to cook. At my house, I can just procrastinate.

Wall of my parents’ tiny neighborhood and use it as a compound. They have major river access and there are plenty of big yards for agriculture. There’s also plenty of blue collar workers to do a lot of hands-on stuff. I’d be in charge of animal husbandry since I’m really good at it. My mom would do plants.

Do so much more with horses Video games Art

I don’t take it that way at all.

“Know your worth.”

I’ve struggled with self-worth my whole life and I’m finally taking a stand for myself both in my professional and personal life. It feels great tbh.

I also have long movie-like dreams and oftentimes they have sequels and I wake up remembering both the original and new dreams

Don’t shame notepad! Just the other day I had to alter a host file so a computer could talk to a server! That’s a very important thing and I wouldn’t have been able to do it without trusty notepad!

Any physical therapy/rehab centers under Select Medical. I worked in one of their regional offices processing insurance claims and was exposed to the grossest type of capitalism. Profit through healthcare.

I did my best to make claims take an insanely long time to fully process so the patients weren’t hit with their absurd bills right after they just got done with major medical issues. I kept one guy’s outrageous bill in limbo the entire 9 months I worked there. He was a local to my area and I knew by the info in the system that he could not afford those bills. I made sure he didn’t even see the bills the whole time I was at that job.

I had my ankle reconstructed a couple of years ago and I knew the bills were gonna be crazy. It took 4 months for me to get them and by that time I was already back to work. I like to think that someone was keeping my bills in limbo while I got back on my feet. I paid off the bills a little then lost track of it all and then decided that I’m just not paying medical shit unless I am forced to pay on the spot.

The only person I’ve seen actually benefit from back surgery is my sister getting rods put along her spine for her scoliosis. It helped her tremendously. She has some recurring nerve pain from it, but her organs aren’t being fucked up anymore and her back doesn’t hurt constantly. She also got so much taller.

The fun part about this is that every time I’ve had to call a vendor about proprietary software, the techs helping me ARE the devs. 💀

I don’t code, but I do work with a lot of really shitty proprietary software. The amount of time vendors haven’t been able to fix their own shit is so high. Spent 6 hours on the phone once. Work 2.5 hours overtime for that call.

I get crazy bad itches as a side effect of my lupus medication. It gets worse with sun exposure.

Slathering absurd amounts of cooling lotion on the itchy spots overloads my senses enough to make me forget the itchiness until it subsides.

Would love to have one, but my neurologist said even slight vibrations in my mouth can fuck with my epilepsy. That means a migraine because my medicine prevents seizures. Going to the dentist is an affair that wrecks me for the whole day.

Mostly yolk, a richer flavor, and GREAT for baked goods. My girls are a variety of breeds, so I get an assortment of different sizes. Used to get blue eggs from my mallard until she stopped laying when she hit duck menopause lol

I don’t really eat eggs. I have ducks that lay eggs and if I really want some, I eat what they produce. I might try selling their eggs as a side hustle but a lot of people are grossed out by the concept of eating duck eggs for some reason lol

Well obviously, but I know that I’m lying and it just reminds me of how I’m shitty like 90% of days.

I used to think there wasn’t a point to life because we all just die. But then people told me that I couldn’t be successful and that made me mad so now I’m fueled by spite. I’ve achieved almost everything I have set out to do so far in life, so now I’m just here to have a good time.

My stepfather has made knives out of railroad spikes. Apparently it takes a super long time tho. He didn’t have an actual forge and just used the hottest burning blowtorch he could get to heat the metal.

I was put on hydroxychloroquine a few months ago and it’s great, but having a formal diagnosis now is making it scary.

You’re good. I appreciate the advice. :)