

It’s depressing to me. Look at all the friends I had and fun things I used to do. Now I just exist.


It’s depressing to me. Look at all the friends I had and fun things I used to do. Now I just exist.


Arise chicken, arise.
That’s cool, but like an ex with issues, I’m happy they’re in a better place now, but I am better off with them out of my life.
Probably ~15 years ago?
Wow, that’s actually pretty fascinating, thanks! It is weird though, that I like broccoli, cabbage and kale.
Brussels sprouts. “If you cook them ri” shut the fuck up right now. I’ve tried every single persons “right way” and they’re fucking disgusting. I’m never trying them again. Dog shit wrapped in bacon and dipped in bbq sauce is more likely to enter my mouth than another Brussels sprout ever again.
Also asparagus… But that’s for a different reason. When I was a kid my stepdad at the time told me of a dream he had where he saw an asparagus growing out of his thigh so he flicked it and rubbed it around and started pulling on it and it kept going and going. Never touched the stuff since.
That’s more than enough information, thank you.


A little bit goes a long way. Try to sprinkle it in randomly instead of sitting down and saying “let’s deep talk for a while” because it feels like an uncomfortable meeting. That kind of talk has to come naturally, or at least feel natural to get in the vibe for it. It’s in the same vein as a stranger blindsiding you with politics, it feels forced and is off-putting if unprepared for it.


Yup. I saw this twice this week, the first happened at a 4 way stop and everyone took their turns until one car just followed the car in front of them, knowing people will still be paused. The fucking gall of someone to not only skip the line, but blow a stop sign to do it. 4 way stops I’ve found to be the worst at seeing this kind of behavior.
The second was someone I work with, apparently. Not someone I know but they clearly work on my shift. Our building is right off the highway and I took the offramp to it and waited at the red light. Nobody was coming so I started to turn right on to the road toward work. Then I look left again and there’s a black Dodge ram going easily 45 in a 30 just to slam on the brakes mid turn, halfway into the intersection when that light was red. I pull up behind him and the lights for the side street had just turned yellow, and this cum stain blows the red were stopped at early at full acceleration. Only to turn into the western parking lot of the place we work. The stupidest part of this story? We were 40 minutes early.


Psychostick is probably my favorite. Ice nine kills is my least favorite.


Not all metal is iron. Some are lead better.
“older” damn yo, don’t do that to me.