Yeah, anything health related in America is probably way overpriced because of some complicated bullshit with how everything is structured. Most have heard of that Martin Skilla...how ever the hell his name is spelled... Who was able to significantly jack up the prices of epipens.

I work in a pharmacy, and most insurances don’t cover Viagra or even the cheaper generic that’s become available recently. Or there’s a high copay on it. The other day I sold 4 pills for around $150, and that’s with insurance. And the insurance considers that a “30 day” supply.

Hello

We shall hire you to conduct an infiltration mission. Should you accept, we are not responsible for any damage you may likely sustain to your anus.

According to the article, it’s a matriarchal cult. So there’s likely to be women programming it or at least providing oversight. But also........ it’s a cult! So who knows how the hell they might define consent.

I’d argue that commercial enterprises that determine our sexual experiences are harmful.

Most of this article I have a reaction of just, ”meh, whatever.” People can do whatever perverted things they want as long as it’s legal and non-harmful without any shaming or judgement from me. Some people fuck their cars. Cool. Good for them. Doesn’t bother me.

I don’t mind cursing if it’s used sparingly. Just some ‘fuck’ sprinkles here and there is fine. Over using it is something a little kid does when they want to “feel” like they’re mature.

Where were you 30 some years ago

You might get a kick out of a YouTube channel called “Puffin Forrest”. This guy animates stories about DnD games he’s played.

Not from this weekend, but I got a remote control car for 66 cents with my employee discount and a coupon.

Perhaps this might give you guys an idea, perhaps it won’t. I’m writing a book and so I’m coming up with hundreds of names for characters and locations. A quick hack I’m doing is to just think of stuff I like and put that through Google translate to see what pops out. Like, for a group of islands in the middle of 4…

A Dungeons and Dragons party? Sounds fun.

That can’t be real. No way... Who’s writing this shit?

I don’t even have “real” problems. I’m just extremely lonely.

Would a crudely drawn paper mask suffice?

I’m sorry you were in that place

Turning negativity into a fun game. Well done, very well done.

I tried to kill myself a few days before Thanksgiving one time. That made things extremely awkward.