leave Britney alone!
leave Britney alone!
that’s what i was thinkin… surely single-cell eukaryote (fungi) is earlier than complex eukaryote (shark)?
i have recently become very aware of and disgusted by the the amount of plastic waste i make.
every single goddammed thing is covered in it. it’s obscene and i am ashamed.
i second this request. please
when i encounter a dog turd on the sidewalk, i usually imagine force-feeding it to the nasty owner who left it there. it makes me super angry.
i spend a lot of time alone and so my mind wandering out unattended can be a real problem. years ago (45 now), i finally traced back to the single moments in my life that caused my demise and since then my brain LOVES to torture me repeatedly with the pain and betrayal and shame and anger of those moments.
1.5 years ago i found something that helps. i made “elevator music” for my mind.
i have always had a bit of a problem getting songs stuck in my head. so i found one that i like but not love (not a favorite song) that i have known for forever, and put the chorus and bridge on permanent replay.
the tune and lyrics are available as a reflex, last for about a minute before the loopback, it is calming and centering and allows me to manually wrest control away from thought processes that are harming me but seem to be happening automatically.
it may be that this is too specific of a solution, but it aids my sanity. good luck to you.
(the song is: “Spinning the Wheel” by George Michael)
the turn tables
it is really bugging me that you are getting heavily downvoted for this. it’s not like you are actively proselytizing here. i am sorry people are so shitty.
i think belief in (some type of) god is probably pretty healthy. unfortunately, my life experience has led me to a failure to believe in anything at all.
anyways… you do you. be well.
Watching their partner have sex with someone else sometimes sparked what they called “classic little jealousy issues,” which Adams said they resolved with “more communication, more growing up.” The money was just too good. And over time, they adopted a self-affirming ideology that framed everything as just business.
i swear this is the exact plot of “Boogie Nights”. i wish these young entrepreneurs all the best, but the movie didn’t exactly have a happy ending.
so it’s NOT a pyramid scheme?
or it IS a pyramid scheme, and that’s why we should get on board?
“… you do know that…, right?”
well akshually 🤓
no, but really… i very nearly busted into tears on monday at the walmart pharmacy when they told me i would have to come back tomorrow. tragic.
i got to spend 30 minutes in the doctors waiting room last week and they had a pop playlist running. i rarely listen to (any) music these days and spend my time in public with earplugs jammed in my ears.
the music coming from those speakers was ungodly distracting, aggressive, poorly constructed and LOUD. i brought it up to my family and they told me i sound like an old man (45).
i don’t think it’s just my age.
“Protesters were not arrested for peaceful protest. They were arrested for breaking the law. We support efforts to hold protesters accountable for their actions.”
… while i do definitely agree with the protests and think worst of the oil company, i also agree that facing the (legal) consequences of protest is an important part of the equation.
i am really glad you took the time to put all of that into words. i, a queer person, agree completely.
yes, you are obviously not the one in this thread that is obsessed with trump.
just read the thread! obviously not obsessed!
i bought a buckwheat pillow a couple months ago and it led directly to the issue in the meme. BEWARE!
… a fucking osteopath without a license.
because the orange man and his mob have recently made the claim that his J6 actions are constitutionally protected.
recently. not olds. news.
i think it is incredibly unfair that the process of ending your own life is, in this culture, a necessarily lonely and grim affair.
according to the theory of complete bodily autonomy the option must be available, simple, painless, and ideally a joyful shared experience. but the moment you make such a desire known to others, they will try to “help” you. and i can assure you that their idea of “help” will not be pleasant for you.
so, sadly, you must tread this path alone.
philosophically, i think it offends people because it forces them to acknowledge that their own life is probably not worth preserving. we force each other to suffer through it all because no one wants to openly admit that this shit just plain-old-sucks.