

Tough thoughts, though thorough throughout.
Tough thoughts, though thorough throughout.
I’m just going to throw this out there- If you’re playing a single player game on PC, and don’t mind robbing yourself of the games intended challenge, then there’s nothing wrong with modding or even fudging data values through something like CheatEngine or save editors.
Example: there’s a reason that a lot of pro nuzlocke players use infinite rare candies instead of spending hours grinding up a leftover box Pokemon that’s still level 12 at a level 50 gym.
Sure, some people online are going to frown on it, but fuck 'em. It’s your free time to spend how you choose.
I dunno, they have some pretty good scents. I love the hell out of their “wilderness” deodorant with lavender.
The Flashbulb
Knower
Emancipator
Ulrich Schnauss
So, real quick, you’re telling me that you think it’s equally feasible to take on the secret service as it is to take on smaller groups? I just want to make sure.
Also, I said witches in regards to the witch trials - innocent people who were tortured and killed based on lies. If you dig a little deeper, you’d see that’s happening right now with people like Kilmar Garcia. You can make it a woman thing in your head on face value of the word witch, but nobody has interchanged the term “witch hunt” for “warlock hunt” in the past pretty much fucking forever.
I honestly don’t have the patience for your goddamn smug ass shitposting.
Or hot honey with some spiced sausage.
It originates from French
Gotta get ready to bring some guns to save some witches 🤘
Me explaining to my flat earther father that there will never be an HDM2 cable or port
I wonder how quickly the modding scene will crack it.
Heaven and hell are individual: what the mind creates from the worldview it has built up until death, that one must experience as cells in the brain die and connections sever. One’s final dream, so to speak.
So if you have built strong convictions of the existence of either, neither, or something else entirely - your brain will default to the imagery that you yourself have constructed up to that point in the brief moment that those connections still exist.
After Breakfast by Elin Danielson-Gambogi
If I want to prep for multiple days and eat good after the prep, I’m making freezer friendly burritos.
Refried beans, rotisserie chicken, diced raw onion, and cheese. Heat up the couple I’m eating then, and throw the rest in freezer bags. Reheats well in the microwave, and I just toss it on some shredded iceberg along with a hefty bit of Cholula on top. Fake chicken and without cheese works good too if you’re vegan.
The only other thing I do in batches is Chili like so many others suggested. I’d do more if it weren’t for a shared kitchen that’s a staircase away from my fridge.
I ignore the tab and use an edgeless can opener, in case it gets lost in transit to the recycling plant and a critter finds it.
Kid made himself bleed with a bobby pin and during class his girlfriend asked the teacher to talk about something private: while she was out of the room, he yelled, then said I stabbed him with a pencil.
Later on in the Principal’s office, the teacher came to apologize and showed the bobby pin she confiscated that still had blood on the spot where he removed the rubber tip. She explained that she took it from him before class even started because he wouldn’t stop fidgeting.
Even with proof that I was innocent, that worthless racist ass piece of shit Principal still gave me OSS. I genuinely still wish her and that piece of shit kid the worst, 20+ years after the fact.
This might not be up your alley, but I really like yt-dlp to save content.
(Windows instructions since I haven’t fully transitioned yet, but if you have, you can figure this out no problem via the yt-dlp github page.) Open cmd to the yt-dlp directory (go to the folder where you see the exe in file explorer and type cmd into the address window so that you don’t have to fuss with cd commands,) type whatever you have the yt-dlp exe renamed to without the extension (I just renamed it to yt since I rarely have a queue, and I’m lazy AF,) and then start pasting links. Add a space between every link obviously - but you can queue up whatever you want to watch the next day and download the queue while you sleep. Place the yt-dlp exe on a usb-c thumb drive and you can transfer the media files to your phone for listening to at work mid-transit if you need to keep your phone in your pocket.
ezpz, and an example of two videos in queue:
I may pay for premium, but I still hella support data archival.
Honestly, last time I used DMs was to give someone support during their finals since they were debating streaming during the time or not, and letting them know that their future and mental health are more important was well received.
I think the issue is that most well adjusted men see that there’s almost never a reason to DM a stranger since you can just reply where anyone can see it, and the depraved see it as a chance to unleash their inner ape behind a safety shield - so friendly folk do the friendly thing and simply don’t use the function until there’s a solid reason, and that almost never happens.
Anonymity and social things really don’t mix well when we have so many abusive and self-centered people who see it as an opportunity to ape out.
Saddam Hussein housing about to go hard.
Look up the Redragon VATA K580 if you are looking for modular with on-board keyboard LED controls via key combos (no software or system level lighting functionality.) I’ve been using that for a while with AKKO silent penguins, and I really like the thing.
Only downside I can think of is how narrow the sides of the included switches are, and how I accidentally damaged two of them while pulling the switches out. Might just be skill issue on my part, but it did come with a few spare switches anyways.
Late edit: other downside is that you can’t adjust the color or brightness of the media keys, lock lights, or macro buttons once you’ve saved a macro. Thankfully those are minor issues, albeit a tiny bit annoying.
Micro studio in a major city.
It was right next to a squeaky wood staircase and a main door that slams based on the weather. Loud metal gates that also slam. Every single upstairs neighbor thinking their floor isn’t thin wood. Every upstairs neighbor letting their cabinets bang closed, making “thudthudthudthud” echo through my room while they toss pots and pans in the same cabinets carelessly. Shared kitchen that’s an automatically closing door with a heavy spring and up the stairs. Can’t use the window sometimes in the summer due to a neighbors grill blowing smoke into the room at random, while they go against city code by using said grill half a foot away from the structure. Had to seal a massive hole under the cabinets and along trim of the cabinets due to a neighbor in the other side of the complex blowing their weed smoke into the structure and right into my room. Before sealing the place yourself: you better believe you’re getting a few carpet beetles that are gonna fuck up your clothes. Tiny sink that you can barely clean a damn thing in, and no sink in the bathroom so you have to shave over the same fucking sink where you wash food and clean things, or just over the toilet because someone decided that’s where a bathroom mirror/cabinet should be. The plumbing from upper units going straight down until right behind my bathroom, so flushes from above get loud as fuck. A goddamn sliding door to the bathroom too? What kind of braindead sack of shit suggests putting a sliding door to a bathroom that goes RIGHT OVER A FUCKING WALL OUTLET. Want an outlet in the bathroom to charge your shaver? Fuck you, use the 2.5 square feet of counter space where you meal prep or dry dishes. Poor room design making me use a twin mattress that was stuck between two walls. Pre-installed shelving half-usable because it was blocked by pre-installed shelving. Bathroom fan that was on 24/7 by design, constantly pulling in air from the stinky stairwell. Junkies roaming fucking everywhere as soon as you leave the property. Constantly fucked up laundry machines since people are fucking stupid, or them leaving their shit in one of the 4 machines for several hours while all of the others are fucking full. Oh, and no, there are no laundromats because properly values have been completely fucked by shitty fucking investment companies that build cramped and overpriced apartment complexes. Want a front office? Fuck you. Want a reasonable building manager? Nah, he’s a worthless sack of shit that sees your growing anger at living in a shithole as being “problematic.” Quiet hours? Fuck em. Your neighbors are most likely fucking troglodytes that don’t give a SINGLE FUCK.
All of this goddamn bullshit in the joy of 150 goddamn square feet. I can’t believe I held out 5 years losing my mind there, through all the fucking sleepless nights. Hope the place gets hit with a fucking meteor.