If someone posts nothing but doom and gloom, it’s a surefire way to get blocked. There’s too much of that elsewhere, and I’m aware of it all. Sometimes I just want to look at memes to distract myself from thinking that everything is on fire.
Same thing with me and LSD. It is insanely powerful when used therapeutically, however that is also why I don’t talk about it irl at-all. The short explanation is that I don’t believe many people can handle these things and come out with similar clarity.\
If anyone is interested, please do as much research if you can. I would recommend James Fadiman’s Psychedelic Explorer’s Guide.
We’re going to be waiting a while.
When we see him coming out with sunglasses, and perched up between two guys who are suspiciously close to him, only then can we estimate the time down to a couple of hours (depending on how many ads for Goya beans there are).
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Prostitution.
I am not saying it’s the ideal career choice for most people, however it isn’t something ruined by AI…
And there are opportunities to progress into a madam or pimp. Plus you get a funky hat with a feather, I’m unsure how this process goes though (I would imagine there must be some sort of application process for the hat).
I like to encourage a silly sort of reaction, rather than a hostile one.
I was playing Rocket League the other day, and said that the enemy team’s mother buys off-brand baked beans. I got called a doughnut.
If someone is being angry, try calling them various fruit. Then again some people are just straight up chikoos.
Even when I say I’m growing strawberries, people think I’m growing cannabis.
I mean, I’m not growing strawberries and most definitely growing cannabis, however it’s the insinuation!
One of my mates goes with his wife and kids to forage for morel mushrooms, it’s a big family activity and they love it.
I haven’t tried Morel mushrooms though, would like to give them a go with what he has said about them (we are separated by ocean or I would ask him, at the right time of year).
… Did it give good advice, though?
Silicone can be expensive, and I have a Lidl just down the road.
This was my issue with them, back in the day. I loved the sound (minus the leaking), however they were always getting caught in my hair.
If you have a song stuck in your head, and it’s driving you a bit mad: listen to it. Something about your mind trying to fill things in (it’s been many years since I’ve read this bit of advice, and unsure entirely on why).
I believe the reference was not to the word ‘white’, though to the term ‘white power’, which has been established as a phrase of those who ascribe to the idea of white supremacy.
Seems to me he was calling him a nazi.
Hope this clears things.
I’m not sure if it’s just by coincidence, however recently I’ve been getting various Lesbian singers recommended to me by YouTube. And they’ve been pretty fire.
Chappell Roan, Girl in Red, Frances Forever (love the Space Girl song), etc.
Usually some punk mixed in the playlists, from Crass to Mudrats (been fond of their song “I Hate Rich Cunts”, very catchy). Along this vibe there’s I guess closer to a punky UK Garage fusion with Cuppa Tea by EV.
I can’t wait for your next album Al, I’m big fan long time
I can assure you it most certainly happened, I was the Thai prostitute.
I always slide the cart in. It’s rather satisfying when it slides and chucks against the cart in front, sort of like an acknowledgement of the attachment.
I believe I desperately need some new hobbies, on a side note.
I was talking to someone about a serious and personal topic, and caught myself saying “lol” quickly, and apologised in advance explaining that it’s a habit.
“Man, that sucks lol”. They understood it already as a force of habit, yet I didn’t realise how difficult it is to shake lol!
Edit: damn it…
New lore unlocked: maybe this is why.
It’s good to know this is a turn on. I approach many animals.
Once a cat kept following me and I had to convince it to go back, though.
Another time someone’s cat just went to sleep on my lap, and I was late to college…
… And there was that one time I got chased by peacocks, squirrels, and random birds because I was feeding them walnuts…
Something tells me there should be a limit, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.