I know but I on purpose forget about that movie because his turn in Gilbert Grape erases it from my memory.

Oh, that’s right! Clever! And thank you.

Can I interrupt here and just tell you that I love your kinja name? That is all, I’m a sober drunk who doesn’t do AA and I haven’t for years and that reminded me of a a reading from the big book.

Agreed. I guess I was envisioning a roomful of peers.

Yeah, I look at it as taking one for the team. It all comes out in the wash. You’ll see.

None of ya’s saw What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?

Jealous much?

Do you have colitis too?

My sister will literally interupt me mid story and say, “You know I really don’t care about this topic so you don’t need to fill my head with stuff I don’t need to listen to” Early menopause has it’s perks.

Age is a big factor in this technique. When I was young and a people pleaser I’d stand there all night and listen to bullshit.

This! We are in between houses well, small 2 bedroom condo and we are purging the shit out of our stuff. It feels good. Also, I like that I’m older and I don’t need clothes and stuff to feed my insecurities. I love my age, it’s so great to finally be free of wondering if I look good or attractive. I’m not Martha…

if you have a smartphone get this app called “clear” it’s so simple you just pull down, type a task or list, set an alrm if you have to and when you do it you swipe it away. I’m telling you it saved my procrastinating, unfocused la la, ignor the mess-ass. And no I don’t work for them.

I have an attention deficit problem. I use that free app “Clear” so I can write something quick add an alarm and go. When I get to the task I swipe it away.

You’ve just written a concise piece— with added links to even more info on how to overcome this addiction to stuff, so everyone on Kinja just saved choke dinero!

I have 8 years sober. Believe me I'm scared of how boring drunks are and how can I excuse myself from their presence. You'll get there. Trust.

“I get it. It’s a profit deal”

That Snowpiercer movie really chapped my ass. First off, you’d die of Vitamin D deficiency and where did they get the flora and fauna on the train? Also, Who built the track to circle the globe if everyone had to get in the train to escape the inhospitable earth.

I’m gonna jump in here as a girl who grew up lurking around my gearhead Dad’s garage time. How come everytime something went wrong with a car as a kid I swear it was always, “A cracked manifold”.

Or like a STOP sign I saw in Hawaii that read “dont STOP believin’”

Would that be hammer time? Oh, now the white hammer from FLA...now it’s stuck in my head.