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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I really appreciate that this is the kind of place where I can say "I really fucked up at being an adult today," and get sympathy instead of judgment.
I don't get how people could judge you, unless you have a lot of godlike acquaintances elsewhere, who are busy with never fucking up. (Who are these people? Are they pretty, too? Damn them.)
I really appreciate that this is the kind of place where I can say "I really fucked up at being an adult today," and get sympathy instead of judgment.
I judge myself much more harshly than I judge other people, but it kinda defeats the purpose when I punch myself in the face for not being kinder to myself.
Maybe I really should get some gold star stickers? I shall pat myself on the back for doing 20 minutes of meditation this morning.
I have to take my laptop home due to the work fairy taking an urgent poop. I'm going to make butter chicken curry and then watch Cosmos while I keep an eye on my inbox.
FB I CAN'T EVEN TODAY: my great-aunt is posting Ayn Rand quotes, and, on the other end of the spectrum, an acquaintance is hand-wringing about how to plant beans this year, because she has always made bean vine teepees and can't this year because cultural misappropriation WOE.
For one: trellis. For another: WTF, SJ WARRIOR CRAXYCAKES?!
sumi, unbelievable. That's an iPhone commercial, right there.
Dana, I judge those people for being so judgmental!
I just discovered a solid mass below my ribcage. It seems to be a "muscle". Anyone have any experience with this condition?
I have seen these 'muscle' things before. If you sit quietly and don't excite yourself, it will go away.
Zen, "muscles" are an urban legend. It's obviously an alien implant, and you should nuke it from orbit. (It's the only way to be sure.)
I just used "Don't start none, won't be none." in a work email.
Busted, but I always cite Ancient Tibetan philosophers.
Who are these people?
They are called commenters. They are on the internet. And no, they're not pretty.
I just discovered a solid mass below my ribcage. It seems to be a "muscle". Anyone have any experience with this condition?
They are made of pain.
April 15th really only applies if you owe taxes.
And even then you can pay an estimate and file the actual taxes later. Er, not that I would have first hand knowledge or anything. Er. Which is to say, don't worry Dana, right there with you.
Husband, somewhat wistfully: "Maybe it's time for an accountant next year."