but 3 meds at once seems like alot for a restart. How will you know which one worked, or if any of them are unnecessary?

So, lately my depression has ramped...up?...down? Whatever. I had to see my doctor for a medical issue recently and they always make me fill out the depression scorecard sheet. Apparently my score caused her to enter the room and ask if I felt like I need to go to the hospital. I thought she meant for the medical…

Okay but why are you bringing split pea soup anywhere?????

I think that’s actually a mirror backsplash, which I guess is something you can do if you’re wealthy and never have to worry about being the one to clean it.

Just don’t be the guy in his 60s growing out super thin hair so he can have one of those nasty, greasy little ponytails.

What is the celebrity obsession with marriage? Tangling all their family and business shit together? I know they’re just looking at a house and not marriage, but why even a house?? Why involve your kids in this whirlwind relationship by cohabitating together? Can’t they just date like normal people and leave their…

Split pea soup is way uglier than broccoli cheese soup, especially when you end up spilling a pot of it on the ground on your way to the potuck it was intended for.

Gotta laugh that an entire profession essentially based on physical intimidation needs a law protecting them from symbolic intimidation. I mean, what kind of snowflakes are they employing these days?

Gibson’s lucky he didn’t kill her defending himself from her intimidating smirk.

This! Someone who *needs* to be on social media is precisely the person who shouldn’t be on social media. Get off the phone and go socialize in person! It will literally make you feel so much better than anything you post on the internet!

She went from “lucky enough to be held accountable for past gross behavior” to “im caaaaaaaaaaancelled and depressed because no one is paying attention to me on social media, how will my THIRTY FIVE million people that follow me see what i have to saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay since im caaaaaancelled.”

Unrelated but they’ve made kinja even more of a mess (still think the aim is to slowly move towards no comments entirely).

I always thought he was dying of a disease.

My mom taught me that trick, but she used stainless steel. Freshly whipped cream is a gift I regularly give myself! Elevates everything. I also keep a can of WC in the fridge, too, because OPTIONS!

I mean, there are definitely other breeds of dog that are a lot more aloof than others. Shiba inus are a great example of this.

Um, I just wanted to write about dogs, man.

They’re more like, “Gotta find the dope, gotta find the dope...oh, look, a butterfly!”

Goldens understand that finding drugs and pleasing their handler will make them happy, but that 2-day-old french fry under the chair several gates away would make them happier.

While the body standards of the time were definitely horrific, bad memories of low-rise jeans themselves are exactly what I’m reacting to. They hit at such an uncomfortable place and I always felt like I couldn’t move or bend or sit without flashing something. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that tunic-length tops…

I kind of think a lot of the reaction to the early-aughts fashion resurgence has less to do with the actual trends themselves and more to do with bad memories of the absolutely horrific body standards of the time. Like, I remember seeing an article about how to dress for your body type in a teen magazine, and it being…