It would be hilarious if this backfired and got people all riled up for DC statehood. In a FAFO sort of way.

Mine also try to kill me on the stairs. As soon as I start to walk up, they run up a few stairs ahead of me and then stop like assholes. Especially in the dark. Thankfully they don’t hang out on the stairs at other times so I know its going to happen because I hear them.

I’ve started walking up them very slowly, so now they continue the game in the hallways and are guaranteed to get kicked at least once, at which point I say “by now you know I can’t see in the dark, you deserved that.” Rather than rewarding them with apology attention.

Definitely the right choice.

Made the mistake of watching the other one recently.

Don’t be like me. There is no sequel.

But also, I’m still mad they left that kid to die in the mineshaft because they couldn’t be bothered with continuity… that would have almost maybe sort of possibly redeemed some of the movie… a tiny bit.

Makes a person wonder what they really intend to do with that list…

Genuinely fascinating that people learned to read that stuff like language. I mean I guess it was language. Hmm I guess that sort of was the monitor… just really big analogue pixels…

Or you could live in a less urban area, specifically one where transplants are less common than people who grew up less than 30 min away. People who never left their home town, whose friend group also never left, still have all their friends from school and don’t need or want more. They don’t really want to be your friend even if you do click. You can meet them out dozens of times and have running jokes when you see each other, but they’ll never go out of their way to make or keep plans.

Everyone who moves to my current area says basically the same thing about how difficult it is to make friends here. People much more commonly get their friends hired with them than make friends with new people who get hired, so even that hasn’t been a super fruitful endeavor. Only people I’ve managed to make lasting friends with have also been from elsewhere and struggled.

That’s not to say people aren’t nice and welcoming, they are, they just aren’t welcoming into their social circles.

I think baby primates of nearly all varieties are adorable, personally. I got to hold a baby spider monkey at an animal sanctuary nearby and omg, it was the best! I just like primates in general. They are a fascinating glimpse of close but not quite familiar.

I wonder if dogs see other dog breeds that way, or if they are just used to the diversity.

Weirdly, this post made me realize that not a single one of my siblings or cousins has reproduced, and that’s 7 on one side and 12 or so on the other, plus 3 for myself and siblings. And we are mostly mid 30s to early 50s.

Usually both, in my experience.

You’ll have fans for plants that firm up stems and stuff, in addition to helping with transpiration.

Then you’ll have fans or passive vents near the highest point that move air outside, usually for the sake of venting excess heat and humidity. If you live somewhere cold, these probably stay closed through colder times and are active/open only during the height of summer (these are often the passive vents). If you live somewhere warm, it’ll probably always be active fan-driven, and usually running.

A lot of people have their ventilation system hooked to climate control sensors, so it only engages when it crosses a certain threshold.

I have a full size convection oven. I also have a really fancy countertop convection oven I got last year for like $120. I rarely use the regular oven anymore.

Why?

For one thing my full size oven is gas, and I’d rather use electric. My stove and furnace are the only gas appliances I have, but I try to run them as little as possible. For another, I live alone and often cook smaller portions. I don’t need to heat up that much oven for just a burrito or whatever, that’s wasteful.

And finally, my countertop convection oven has a suite of settings and features my standing oven can’t remotely compete with, and it can still cook something the size of whole chicken/roast and a side dish, just like my big oven. For example it has a meat probe that automatically shuts off the heating element when the internal temp reaches whatever it needs to be for the meat type and cook level you want. Perfect every time, no hassle, no guesswork, no adhd memory wipe leading to overcooked food. It also has a bunch of preset modes, and any changes I make to them get saved in the memory until I change or reset them, so when I find something cooks better at a different temp or time I can just save that on a setting I don’t use, and have to ready for next time.

It’s not that I don’t know how to use my oven. I do. I bought it myself 12 years ago and know exactly what it’s capable of with its luxurious 6 buttons and basic features. That’s why I wanted the countertop model.

My slow cooker is the same sort of thing - it’s an 8-in-1 pressure cooker, rice cooker, slow cooker, yogurt maker, etc. it does a lot of things and I use it frequently. It’s worth the hype.

If you ever feel so inclined, and want to try again, try blending your weed with hemp (cbd-only).

The strains they have out there these days are designed to maximize thc, but it’s at the cost of balance. Thc and cbd sort of limit each other in a nice way, but modern weed is low on cbd so all you get is the harsh high and none of the calm or relaxation. Lots of people get anxiety from smoking modern weed that never did with classic mods or ditch weed.

If you use just a bit of weed with a bunch of hemp (like 10% weed tops) it’s a lot more like the old-school experience. Very mild and pleasant.

It may not be enough to prevent the panic attacks, idk :( it helped with the smoking anxiety for me, though.

My partner just… waits… now… rather than repeating themselves, because they know full well I do this.

It’s very annoying when I legitimately didn’t catch some of it.

Thank you, genuinely, for that resource. I love you passionately for it.

Thanks!

Despite being just south of Canada, I’ve never seen that stuff afaik. Then again it says dry areas and I’m in the wettest; Great Lakes region.

What’s the red stuff? It doesn’t really look like wild sumac, and I feel it’s a bit early for that anyway but I might be wrong.:

Just like the constitution!

Fuck.

I use “my mother” for the same effect, but she died when I was in my early 20s.

I sometimes wonder if we could have made things work, or if I could have figured out stuff for both of us (we know I had adhd from my dad, but I’m pretty sure the autism came from her, and that was a post-death discovery)

But then I remember how hard she was to live with and that I probably wouldn’t have grown the way I did… so maybe I wouldn’t even know I’m autistic at ~40…? Idk, I wouldn’t be who I am today if she was still around though, that’s a certainty.

She never wanted kids. When I was 16 she told me all about how my sister was the product of marital rape and I was the planned companion for the rape baby she didn’t want… cool… my life in context.

Well my sister fucking hates me and always has (because she was the golden child, first born to a woman in her 30s, hallelujah!), so that worked super well. We haven’t spoken in almost 20 years now, my sister and I. Born 11 months apart. Wish she’d just had an only child, tbh.

I got one good thing from her though: perspective. She clearly didn’t want kids and I know how that turned out when she had them, and I also don’t want kids, so whenever anyone pushed back on my choice to get my tubes tied in my mid 20s, I was like nope. “What if I regret not having them? Fine I regret lots of things I’ve chosen to do or not do, but what if I’m like my mom and regret having them? There’s no solution to that… And I know how it turns out…”

No, not for many years now. This all happened 2008-10. I threatened a restraining order, and claimed I was sending everything to my attorney, including over a year worth of unanswered monthly “still made at me?” type of messages, and never heard from them again.

Several years later I learned they became a felon for sexual assault of another person (idk the person, but it does make keeping tabs on the stalker very easy as they are on the offender registry).

Soon I’ll be moving away from the area entirely and I’ll feel a lot better.

I wouldn’t call it clingy so much as my ex was a stalker who followed me 1300 miles…