this is great. EVEN IF it winds up ineffectual or problematic, this is at the very least a good idea coming from a good place. It's a great lesson in "this is how we can use existing systems and technologies for good, or at least try!"
I hate the barf gifs. Thank you for sticking to the word.
You are strong enough, and I'm sure I speak for everyone here when I say we are all with you. Hold our collective virtual hands, and find someone physical you can trust, either a friend or someone at a suitable centre. There are people who can help, and you are not alone.
You are. But make sure you've got a support system—a friend, a therapist—who can help you focus during this period.
I'm so sorry. Hugs.
Do you have a doctor or someone you trust you can talk to? There has to be somewhere you can go besides a shelter.
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I'm intrigued by your philosophy and would like to subscribe to your newsletter.
Sorry, I don't get out much.
SPARTANS, TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL. HAPPY HAPPY BACONY FUNNEL CAKE CHEESEBURGERY HELL!!!!!
Not a pineapple fan unfortunately! My friend also loves the sandia lollipops but they also aren't for me.
There was a loooong discussion about this on another Kitchenette post recently. The order you describe is only weird if you assume that the only reason someone would order a Diet Coke is to save calories. But many of us actually like the flavor of Diet Coke better.
Last time I flew (10 hour flight) I saw someone wearing a ballcap put their blanket over their head. I tried it and slept great. With earplugs, it's like being in your own dark little private room. Gives you that illusion of privacy. I guess I have a psychological aversion to just sleeping in public, especially…
I find my boyfriend doing chores hot as hell! He knows I find it that way too, but I dont encourage him cleaning our place just to get some. I want him to clean because he takes pride in our home.
Me too. God help Forgot's future boyfriend. He's going to have a lot of shit to deal with. I'm basically feral at this point.
I live alone in a rather large, Edwardian flat with 13 foot ceilings. When the bulbs burn out in my ceiling fixtures I will carry around a floor lamp from room to room. I plug it in and do my business and then move on, rather than just change the bulb. I did this once for a month straight before I finally pulled out…
I rewrite popular songs as songs about my cats and sing them to them constantly. My favorite is a song for my cat called Meachie set to the tune of "Fuck the Pain Away" by Peaches that goes:
Wait I feel maybe you are projecting a little, and now I would like the story.