I do this, but to myself. I decide I’m gonna make a specific meal, and if I don’t want it I’ll inevitably find something I want more and make that instead.

I seem to have the same gene, but I’ve only noticed things like splenda and stevia have that nasty bitter taste. All the other sweeteners are fine. Actually, aspartame is bitter, but it’s a good, coffee kind of bitter, but maybe that’s just because I’ve gotten used to it.

Funny thing, the one job I ever worked before I couldn’t work anymore I was supposed to do this, but I’d just shut up the second they said no, never once did the whole thing, and got “demoted” to janitor for it. Turns out the janitors get paid more and they had to give me a raise. I unfortunately had to quit before I got that raise though due mental disabilities getting in the way.

That sounds like a relaxing game about an elderly medieval librarian and I want to play it so badly.

Because body shaming circle-chan is funny.
Edit: I knew this joke wouldn’t land before I even hit enter, but now I must own it.

I don’t think that’s the charitable perspective at all tbh. A charitable perspective would be that acknowledging “true love” isn’t a thing and all love can end is a healthy way to look at things. If it’s an all prevailing thought that you never stop thinking about or letting go of, not so good, but if you’re just keeping in mind that even the best relationships can fail, and nothing is fated, then you’re far less likely to overlook fatal issues in your relationship that would lead you to staying in a toxic one. And wanting an easy way out if it does become toxic is never a bad thing, because like it or not, that can happen at any time, no matter how compatible you were before.

My ex and I had an amazing relationship for a long time. I thought she and I might be fated to be together. But one day, things just started going down hill. Life stresses started building up, expectations of what we wanted from each other started to diverge, and we started fighting, a lot. Still, we wanted to believe it was fate, and that it’d work out. We had so much in common, we’d done great so far, so we should be able to make it through. But things only got worse and worse.

The thing that finally broke it up was when my now girlfriend tried her best to attempt a polyamorous relationship with us, and ended up realizing it was toxic as fuck and stealing me away from it.

In my new relationship, I’ve found it a powerful tool to remember always that there is no fate, something could happen and we could break up. I’ll enjoy it as long as it lasts, maybe forever if it does last that long, but letting myself believe that’s definitely gonna happen just isn’t healthy.

EDIT: Well whada ya fuckin’ know…

Trans, wasn’t ready to use my new name IRL, or come out to anybody, so I took the word “Somber” and shoved a Y in it because it makes it really similar to my chosen name, so I could feel like I was being called my preferred name every time somebody said it.

Now that I’m this far into my transition it’s nothing but a relic, but I like the username anyway.

Why?

Ah, that makes sense. Consoles do tend to spike in price at the height of their nostalgia wave. Probably got boosted up for a while by the rumors of an N64 mini not panning out, and instead being presented with the sub par switch online expansion. Probably created a lot of demand for the real thing.

Wait, what? I just bought my younger brother an n64 with an expansion pack, rumble pack, and Majora’s Mask and OoT for Christmas, and all together that only cost 180$. All legit copies and hardware. Made double and triple sure.

Are people just not hitting the “sort lowest to highest” option on auction sites? Or is this a new development in the last few months?

Starvation after all the people supporting me die and I refuse to get help any other way, eventually leading me to forget to go shopping for food until I’m too hungry to get up, leading me to just wait for death to take me.

I have a gigantic ultrawide monitor, and 90% of the reason for that was because I figured if my cat sat in front of it I could just move the window I’m using to a spot he’s not blocking. The bastard watches my eyes and moves to block it again. He will not settle for anything less than the center of attention.

I skip the fourth step from the bottom on every staircase. It started because multiple staircases I regularly traversed coincidentally all had spiders make their homes on the fourth step, so I’d step over them. And then I just never shook the habit.

True. I was just judging by the way Gary Larson tends to draw cave women vs cave men. Obviously, since this isn’t made by Garry Larson, they could very well have intended it to be a man or even gender neutral.

Not if you’re really bad at them.

The joke I think is that she seriously underestimated the task. This is the moment where she’s realizing “Well, that didn’t work” while the mammoth is still processing that a tiny woman has apparently stabbed it and will presumably kill her in a second.

I don’t mind AI art at all as long as it’s not posted in any art of photo based communities (besides ones intended for AI art.)

When it comes to memes, I don’t even care if those are labeled as containing AI art. Memes are naturally derivative, so labeling it as AI art would be like linking the exact stock photo you used. Wouldn’t be mad if we did label them though. Just don’t want there to be a double standard.

Encountering AI art in photo communities is super annoying though. It’s increasingly common for people to submit obviously AI photos and that’s super annoying.

I’m a reply instantly kind of person. Unless I was busy and forgot. Then I’m a reply never kind of person.

Kerbal landing technique? Like smashing into the surface max speed because you somehow managed to decouple your only engine due to poor preplanning? At least that’s how I play it.

I navigate by not navigating and just accepting that the second I left the house I was already lost.