Just gonna leave this here…

There might be a less etsy type place to find that, but there it is.

Shit. Does that goes for ladies, too? Cause I might need to have a long talk with myself. Can it work that way? Can I instantly give myself another level of beautiful existential pain, like my bi friends?

Mannnnnn, every time I see one of these, I feel like I’m really missing out by not being bisexual. Damn. Guess I’ll buy more books! Anyone want some tea or an iced coffee? You doing okay? Need anything? I’ll totally run out in the rain, to get whatever you could possibly need to make your life better, if only for a moment. Really, I’m offering.

Please, I can only get so turned on…

“[Thing] is a game changer!”

Almost always used in the context of brand-speak/commercial marketing. What’s the game, guys? Corporate propaganda? Cause no, using an app to book a handyman that pays to be advertised on your service, or buying microplastic encapsulated detergent is not a goddamn “game changer” for anyone, besides the shareholders.

Out of curiosity, and if you don’t mind sharing, what hobbies have you picked up, or have been exploring?

It’s probably a term used elsewhere too, but in the US Navy, when it’s coming from both ends, especially stationed or deployed on ship, it’s the double dragon. Ship food is bad. Ship food is rejected prison food. Moldy. Horrible. Absolute garbage. Garbage would probably be safer.

I wonder how many of us instantly wrote bee-versions of the lyrics?

The saxophone solo is definitely now done by bees.

Also, just a fantastic show. Feels like time to do a re-watch, being reminded of it, and though I don’t have fancy speakers, I’ll have to pay extra attention to the audio.

I wish he’d also called it planet Thagomizer, instead.

I just keep it to my phone, and have an app timer set for 1 hour +5 minutes. It’s nice if I’m at home, I know it’ll cover my daily walking steps, as I pace donuts around the house, which also gets me off my ass and moving, so when I want to browse Lemmy, I try to do so whilst pacing. Regardless, when I get the notification saying the app will shut down in 5 minutes, I know how long I’ve been on, and kinda do a self-reflective check on how well the time was spent.

If I’m writing a comment that will take time and attention, though, I often just switch to a note, and copy/paste, cause I’ll work on something like that for much longer, before often deciding not to post anything, at all. (งツ)ว

Also anxiety/guilt paralysis mellow…

Oh, heck yeah, glad for more! - I’ve enjoyed this one, so far. The first episode of good ol’ weird spooky and gore hooked us. It’ll be interesting to see where they go with all the ridiculous nonsense laid out. Enjoying the casting, too, and a neat setting. Maybe a little derivative, but not to its detriment, yet - nice to watch, and not take too seriously.

I have a lot of weird food habits thanks to years of eating disorders and just generally being a fucking weirdo, but lately I enjoy mixing a couple tablespoons of raw coconut flour with just enough sugar-free Torani s’mores flavored syrup to give it a cookie dough texture, and a bit of salt. It’s like a bowl of sugar cookie dough my delusional need to stay too-thin doesn’t feel terrible about, and since the artificial sugar and citric acid isn’t a great reaction with my meds, I only have it from time to time. 100% do(n’t) recommend!

Nice! I was in a similar place with having to juggle other conditions and medication changes to be able to take stimulants, which exacerbated the hell out of everything, but damned if it didn’t need to be done for my health, anyway, haha. I hope the beta blockers help!

If you need ask that question, I’m not sure I could offer an answer that may be satisfactory, or relatable to your own experiences (because it most definitely differs)! Though, I know it can come with its own cons for some, it’s fantastic that were able to receive a childhood diagnosis, and don’t feel similarly to adults who grew up with their ADHD symptoms being dismissed to the point that we regularly question our own validity. I have my own [insert sob story here] reasons for why I doubt myself, but no, I don’t doubt my diagnosis.

Whatever hurdles you still have, dear Stamets, I hope you’re able to keep working towards getting meds. Some fiction-worthy circumstances made my own undertaking SUCK, and it took other extreme health trials for me to even tackle the whole process properly in the first place, cause all that stuff made me a pro with “just one more day of this shit, and I can die tomorrow, right?”, but so far it’s been utterly worthwhile. We can all cry, together!

Yeah, I recently got meds at 33 (hooray!), insane improvement, and morning brain is still like “But do you really have the severe ADHD you definitely have, or is it all just a big fucking lie you made up to excuse your weaknesses, you weak bitch? Maybe you just need 6-28 cups of coffee and 12 hours of guilty scrolling to low-volume TV to start your day, hmmmm?”

Then I finally take my damn pill, everything shuts the hell up, and I realize how completely chill I am, and capable of laundry.

Think I’ll print this out to go on the fridge, (with a calendar event set every few weeks to move its placement, before object permanence turns it to invisible scenery).

There’s always velcro? Though you may not want to attach it directly to the wall because of paint, you could probably use it to attach something for hanging, to the back. I recently mounted a nearly 10lb, 48"x24" white board directly to a metal door with a single package of adhesive mounting velcro. It wasn’t even intentional, I had a whole over-the-door hook plan worked out for its mounting holes, using the velcro to keep it level and from any movement, and it turned out to be plenty, shockingly strong enough.

It’s actually got me super excited for more hanging of weird things, cause I’ve gotten pretty good with Command Hooks, etc, and often find them wanting… Literally tonight, though I can’t prove the timeliness, had one fall off the wall, that wasn’t holding anything heavier than its load, just an old walking stick. Eventually, they die, and it seems the newer adhesive quality has become subject to enshitification, but I may also be a cynical shite. (งツ)ว

I wish this was more talked about, when people mention classic sci-fi. I’m an avid SF reader, particularly older stuff, and it could almost be a drinking game of how few pages it’ll take before you find an offensively outdated reference, no matter how great the book. But every time I’ve picked up a Heinlein, hoping to find more positive points in classic stuff, I’m left just…feeling ooky. An easy example being the lesser known Friday, with the “happy” part of the extremely unrealistic female protagonist’s journey: marrying one of her gang-rapists. I haven’t been able to make a dent in my stack of Heinlein’s since that nonsense. Too many other great and interesting authors that weren’t horrid shitbags.