

Chili cheese fries or carne asada fries


Chili cheese fries or carne asada fries
A bit of both. Cooking is one of my hobbies so I keep a stocked pantry with goods that are shelf stable. But I also prefer to buy my produce as close to use as possible so go to the store several times a week for the perishable stuff.


Man, that must suck to be so incredibly insecure that you project your need for constant validation on to, quite literally, the most innocuous thing.


Sonic would be soooo annoying.


Make your own broth from concentrates and things like doenjang, miso, gochjang, hoisin, fish sauce etc. Then a bunch of veg. If I’m feeling it, ill use fresh veggies and prepare each accordingly, but if I’m making a quick bowl, a big handful of frozen veg does the trick.


All my blinds and curtains are open during the day and if weather permits the windows are open too. After sundown, we prefer a slightly lower light, not so much that our eyes are straining, but all of our light is soft white and we rarely turn on every light source.


I deal with it with grace, understanding, and compassion. I’m gay, but as a white cis man I still have obscene amounts of privilege. I feel a bit like a double agent. I’m a minority, but as I move through the world I am afforded all of the privilege that patriarchy can offer. And I can say with full confidence, the misandry I encounter pales in comparison to the homophobia I encounter. This goes for online as well as irl. And “pales in comparison” is inadequate. It’s so not even on the same playing field. They are not even comparable. I get it. It’s rougher to be a straight man than it’s ever been. I routinely get “mistreated” because I’m a bearded white guy who looks like Steve from Minnesota. But having a woman be less polite to me now and then is nowhere near what I go through as a queer. Especially growing up. I used to pray every night for god to kill me. Because I am queer. Not because I am a man. And I’ve tried to explain this to my brothers, and they don’t get it and can’t help but feel like the victim in all of this. And I bet you will align with them. But hopefully someone reading this will hear it. Yes, you are struggling. But fucking cope. Cope. Sharpen your coping skills. Because you have still been spared in a way you can’t even comprehend.
Libraries sometimes have power tools or cooking equipment and all sorts of cool stuff. They are truly the best thing about modern society.