The first thing my mom did when we moved into our house when I was 8 was take my door off it's hinges. It wasn't even a punishment, I just wasn't allowed to have one, i just got a curtain. My dad installed a door on my room when I was 17, two weeks before I moved away for college, because it was about to become the guest room, and wouldn't it be weird if the guest room didn't have a door?
13 for me. Happy to have found this weird lil corner of the internet two years ago.
I used to work in the seafood industry and I got invited to a seafood expo once. There were tons of vendors and since I'm super poor and not fancy, i ate everything. Figured I'd never get another chance. I ate so much caviar and roe that day.
It's fuckin' nasty. Every species and preparation I tried. Tbf I was at an expo, not a nice resturant, but also tbf, it was an expo, they were trying to market their best products.
Will you please tell me more about trading your vote? Are there communities online where you can meet people willing to do that? How did you do it during the bush/gore election? Online? I live in MA, I'd trade a vote w a swing stater, assuming we have elections again.
Interesting perspective. I'm 33 and I watched My So Called Life religiously. I forgot he was in it, I know him most from Dallas Buyer's Club in a supporting role. I've never heard of 30 seconds to Mars until now (but if you name a song I'd probably have a light bulb moment and recognize the song, not the band)
I can envision three types of men reacting to this:
A) cool empathetic good guys like Pedro pascal who will realize this is a hyperbolic joke and chuckle a lil bit B) insecure, but not bad dudes who will get all huffy and respond with "#notallmen" C) scary mean men who will take great offense and yell or break things because this meme hurts their feelings but they only understand rage
This analysis, of course, is also a jokey joke and not a doctorate level dissertation, and therefore, it should not be taken too seriously.
Love you all, be safe. May we all meet a Pedro today.
My biggest hope is that since brittany Murphey and Tom petty have passed, they will tragically kill off luanne and lucky in a truck accident so that Peggy and hank will be raising Lasagna Grace. I really want dee dee to have abandoned GH too, since cotton died, so since Peggy and hank never had more kids, they just adopted GH and Gracie. That's what I want this show to be about. I've been hoping this since it was first announced.
I'm surprised by how excited I am for this show to come out!
When I was in college I had school health insurance so I was on some meds that helped my mental health but made me really fat. When i graduated I lost my health insurance, went off my meds, and lost 80lbs in less than a year. People asked me all the time "whats your secret" and they really didn't like when the answer was "I'm off my meds and want to die, but at least I'm cute now". At school I was on a meal plan and ate three healthy meals a day and used the school gym 4-6 days a week. I was fat but fit. After graduating I didn't go to a gym again for about 7 years and still now don't really eat very healthy or regularly. I'm less heavy than I was in school but I'm not strong or muscle-y like I was when I was fat.
The worst part is, imo, I have health insurance again, but I'd rather be depressed than go back to being fat, because society is so cruel to fat people. Especially on the internet where people are like "it really IS just as simple as keeping a caloric deficit". That's just not true.
Anyway, it made sense in my head to respond to you when I started this, but now I think I've gotten lost in the weeds a little. I'm not trying to argue with you about anything, I'm just sharing my experience.
Hope everyone can find one thing they love about their bodies today xx
My mom mentioned that my dad has been watching some concerning (in her words, "annoying") YouTube content lately. Last time she said that it was America's Got Talent, but this time it's white men arguing with cops. I visited and asked if he would show me. He jokingly said "are you gonna violate my rights?" And I very seriously said "yes. I need to make sure it's not Jordan Peterson or Joe Rogan or someone even worse". He got a little bit offended and said "you know me better than that, I'm smarter than that". But the thing is, you start by watching something innocuous like some idiot sovcit arguing with cops and the algorithm pipeline feeds you nazi shit from there and you don't even know it.
For context, my parents are the kind of leftists that don't know what leftists are. My mom calls herself a bleeding heart liberal, and my dad sees the media say things like "radical liberals" and jumps up off the couch screaming "you bet your ass im a radical liberal!" But they're left of liberal, they just don't have the language for it.
I'm not worried that my dad is gonna seek out nazi propaganda, im worried it's gonna find him anyway and I want to throw his phone in a lake.
Maybe shower thoughts wasn't the right community for me to have my existential crisis. But I wish i could block "sovcit" on my dad's phone and "trad-anything" on my mom's phone, not because I think they're dumb (okay maybe a little) but because this shit is so toxic and intrinsic and scary and my parents are so dumb.
Take care of yourself and your loved ones xx
I was thinking the same about my 2001 Honda Element that has the back seats removed, has no radio, and only has one functioning window. I already do the bluetooth speaker thing :)
Are we trendsetters? xx
Awesome. Just subbed to both. Thank you so much :'-)
Do you remember "Papa Smurf, Can I Lick Your Ass?" None of my friends do. It was either weeble's stuff or ebaum's world, I don't even remember, it's all like rustling leaves in my brain.
I crested the hill on my way to work, and perched on a powerline was the biggest Red Tailed Hawk I've ever seen in my life. The sun was rising on the other side of the road, dusting the snow covered mountains in pink and gold light, still half covered in shadow, just waking up. The road in front of me was straight and clear, there were no other cars. As I drove past this big guy I slowed down and was gonna stop to take a picture, but we locked eyes, he flung open his massive wings, dust swirling in the air around him, glinting in the new sunlight. He shook himself out like a wet dog and swooped in front of my window and into the pine grove across the street.