Yeah I’ve cut down a lot, for health, ethical, and environmental reasons. I’ve got a perfect model in my family to avoid emulating. Red meat is a rare item in my house and I don’t often miss it.
We’re so disconnected from our food now, the journey here has been all abstract for me.
MAGA gear. A Tesla, esp a Cyberdump. A Calvin Pissing sticker. A Jesus shirt; crosses display faith but a shirt or hat says “this is my whole entire identity”. Any Suburban, F150, Super Duty, or similarly oversized American SUV or pickup. I know you never haul anything and your groceries are all in the cab.
Glad to be a part of zip. Happy birthday
This article makes ChatGPT sound like a deranged blowhard, blaming everything but its own ineptitude for its failure.
So yeah, that tracks.
Meme communities, anime, sports, furries, hexbear, moe, and tankie instances. I just block these categories to maintain All as a viable browsing option. I want to be able to subscribe to a limited array of communities while keeping up with trends and events.
Also you can just pick up a controller cold and start playing without any load times.
All video games sound like Super Mario Bros or Call of Duty. Alternatively (if video is shown), all video games are violent zombie shooters with terrible animation.
Only children use handhelds and they are all GameBoy.
V Rising. I’d rather play it on my desktop most of the time but I just want that couch chill at the end of the day
If it isn’t, then it’s worse, because that means he’s only saying it out of cruelty and petty malice. And it means I now loathe him somehow more than I already did.
I know that this is vile and sick and cruel but goddamn, that headline is so fucking batshit stupid I laughed out loud.
What a colossal dipshit.
Sometimes when you translate something into another medium, a weakness you might have overlooked is exposed.
I can’t be the only one who bought Animal Well
The genre doesn’t lend itself particularly to restfulness. It’s too high energy. I like it for that, and fit it in accordingly.
Gothic and symphonic metal became and remain a huge part of my listening routine. It hit at just the right time in early adulthood. I listen to a moderately diverse set of genres but those fun, dark, and catchy styles have always brought me joy.
There was a particular easy listening station when I was a kid that played 60s, 70s, and 80s folk, soft rock, motown, and other singer-songwriter stuff that helped me deal with the anxiety of fighting parents and the deathly silence in between.
These days I listen to old episodes of MST3K or Rifftrax on YT, Best of the Worst, or one of the myriad of “oldies playing quietly in the next room and it’s raining” that you can easily find.
My mind still races at night. I eventually made a playlist to recreate that old radio station vibe. It doesn’t hit the same way it used to.
No, I don’t have close friends. I prefer not to touch or be touched anyway, particularly by other men.
I don’t mind if it became more socially acceptable, probably would be healthier overall. As long as it’s also acceptable to be able to request no touching.
It was a Lisa. Those were good times.
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