Dusty old bones, full of green dust.
She stole from me.
Oh, there are so many kinds!
If you have a PC, why don’t you check out some free-to-play games on Stream? Or even a couple demos to see what you may like. I wouldn’t go straight into getting major equipment until you know a little more about what you like.
My grandma has been playing video games since before I was born. Her tastes have changed as she’s gotten older, but there’s absolutely something for everyone.
If you’re 100% a beginner, I may even go a step back to some flash games. Just to get used to moving around (if not using a controller) and some of the more common UI. There’s also a interesting series on YouTube called “gaming for non gamers” about a man and his wife who is trying out different genres. He goes over some things she misses just because she’s not used to it since some mechanics they just assume you know these days.
And be easy in yourself! A new hobby always has some rough points. There will be bad games, matches, complete wastes of time. But there will be some truly remarks gems in there. Good luck!
Honestly, where I live now.
I rent a bare-bones townhouse. Two rooms, and a basement with an old washer and dryer, and a small garage.
I have always lived in apartments, sometimes with fewer rooms than people. Having an entire place of my own (that’s not a studio apartment) is sometimes unbelievable to me. A washer and dryer downstairs? No quarters? I don’t have to look for a spot, I have a garage? I don’t have to cram my entire life in one room, I have an “office!?” This will likely be the closest to “home owner” I’ll get and it still feels unreal after almost two years here. It’s certainly not going into anyone’s Pinterest board, and there are issues, but I always feel “bougie” when I open the garage 🤣
Still don’t like bacon though 🤷🏿♀️
Guinea pig.
I was watching a school pet named Peanut. I honestly don’t know what I did, but I must have scared him or something because I opened up the cave, went to give him a pet, and he bit the shit out of my hand. His teeth actually put a nice bloody gash because I had to wiggle my hand to get him off with cause his teeth to drag. My hand was gushing blood. Would have never thought a Guinea pig could do that.
I had to beg my mom not to make me get rid of Peanut for my week. I never told the school/teacher what happened because I didn’t want to get in trouble. That was the last time my mom let me watch Peanut.
“Going to?”
One of the reasons I came to Lemmy was because I was tired of their rhetoric. It became very sexist and racist. Not to mention is almost all bots just posting and replying to each other. Reddit was turning into cesspool ages ago.
Had a friend in high school who was an out lesbian, very independent. Was the first person I knew married at, like, 24 or so to some guy she met online.
Had a terrible bully who got bone cancer. She still alive, but she calmed down considerably. I remember they were asking people at school to get blood tested as they were having difficulty finding a marrow match, and most of us were like “👀.”
We aren’t going to be okay. Stop saying it’s going to be okay. Project 25 is not okay, turning Gaza into a crater is not okay, banning abortion is not okay, cutting Medicare is not okay. None of this shit is okay. Stop trying to sit and act like being cordial is going to make the right go, “Well, they’re being so nice about it.” We fucked up, and we need to face the consequences.
I could make that work. 🤔
I’ll become the Oprah of houses. You get a house, you get a house, everyone gets a house.
True. Maybe… 3 houses instead?
Lol, just buy one house in the US.
Yes!
My friend and I are actually planning to start taking trips to find which country we want to live in later on (we’re both single/childless). We’ve been looking around Europe and Southeast Asia.
“What Remains of Edith Finch” could work. And “Man eater.” What’s more summer than a a shark?
But then I have to deal with the world sober for 3 6 months and I’m weak 😩
Oh, I don’t think being Ace equals a bad time, but I don’t understand the concept of romance or sexual attraction on a personal level (I understand it in media). I feel like I’m missing out on that sort of stuff. But I’m otherwise happy with my cat 🙌🏾
I’m also gross and I think if I can’t put out, no one is willing to hang out with me. I feel like if I at least put out I’d have something to offer
I’d be a head shorter and make myself a cutie lol
I’d also want to get rid of my mental illnesses, and reset my weed tolerance. And, if possible, give myself an eye for art. I love to draw, but I sssuuucccckkkkk. And be smarter. Cause I have a severe case of the dumb.
I also would ask to not be asexual since it seems like everyone else is having a good time and I wanna be involved lol
I actually stayed after the API (I used Relay and paid), but Reddit just seems… Mean, I guess. People say awful things to each other on there, and the shift in the community has been distressing. It also feels like the dead internet theory in practice. Repost after repost, bots commenting, commenting to themselves/each other. Ads, and not regular ads but “omg, I just happened to go to McDonald’s and got this ccrrraaazzzyyy drink.” And, God, so many communities about just women? Big tits, small, tits, red head, goth, this celebrity, that instamodel. It’s like a menagerie of porn over there. And not even anything good.
I also realized I was blocking way more than I was looking at. I didn’t feel good after being on reddit. I either had my feelings hurt, was outraged, or disappointed because I was comparing myself to everyone. I don’t think that it’s reddit fault for all of that, but I like this better. I know this may sound backhanded, but there’s less here. I remember feeling kind of bored when I first switched. Like, where’s my endless stream of garbage??? But I find myself looking at my phone less, and I feel like the information I do see makes me want to engage more. I’ve posted more on this account than I have in my entire time on reddit, and I was on that site for almost 7 years. It’s not that everyone agrees with me, but I’m not afraid I’m going to get my head chewed off if I get something wrong. It feels like moving from table to table at a bar I guess. I’ve never been to a bar, instead of trying to hear a voice through a mosh pit.
