In the Summertime by Mungo Jerry. It’s such a nice catchy tune that I enjoyed until my partner pointed out:

Have a drink, have a drive Go out and see what you can find If her daddy’s rich, take her out for a meal If her daddy’s poor, just do what you feel

Which, ew.

I think pumped up kicks is actually a really poignant statement on how normalized gun violence is in the states, to the point where this song was all over radios and I’m sure all over high school dances and nobody thought twice about it. Like obviously the band did it intentionally but the fact that the point was missed so hard by everyone who sang along. It is like Hey Ya vibes to me, or smells like teen spirit for the older crowds. The point is to take these very serious ideas and use them to highlight people’s willful ignorance.

I generally agree with your points on not wanting to create echo chambers; however, another reason for temporarily banning the topic imo is not just to block people talking about it but also to protect people who are already hurting, grieving, and generally just trying to find some sort of escape at the moment. Creating a space that will guarantee a temporary escape is nice, I think.

Similar situation but I was at a work event sitting next to a colleague I didn’t know very well. We work in IT so our boss had placed a bunch of fidget toys at each table. After maybe 10 minutes of us being there, she grabbed one and said “here, you need this”.

It did actually help me that day and now I just carry one with me or else just stim with my jewelry, which I hadn’t noticed is something I do until that day.

I am trying to get diagnosed as an adult and recently reached out to my parents for symptoms from when I was younger as those are necessary for adult diagnosis. My mom had pretty much the same reaction as you when I went over the symptoms. Lol ADHD is genetic.

Actual food? Probably yogurt at like one or two months. It had been sealed up until then.

I’ve had table syrup that was at least 4 years past the expiration (it actually still had the aunt Jemima on the bottle is how old it was).

A few days ago I finished some baking powder and my partner brought a big bottle home and I was like “oh it’s okay that stuff doesn’t expire!” Then I looked at the previous container I had and found out it had, in fact, expired in 2017. Don’t think it affected my baking though.

I mostly just eat stuff without looking at the dates unless it smells bad or is moldy.

Quads was fucking wild. I remember watching it in between Undergrads and the Oblongs. The wonders of having both parents work night shifts.

Chris Meloni’s character in Happy is actually just Stabler. His whole backstory as a disgraced cop is essentially really him (I think they even show a picture of him right out of SVU) but he had to change his name for protection.

Honestly we just had an election where I live where the options were (not to this extreme at all) but pretty similar in the “not great” vs “fucking awful” choices. Of course we had an actual third party with good policies but they had no chance. The race was so close here that in some areas the difference in votes was in the hundreds for the top two choices. They’re still doing recounts and I guess we’ll see, but every single fucking vote has counted on this.

I honestly don’t believe that not voting is ever going to work. If we want change we need an actual fucking revolution. Not voting, in American’s case, would just allow for the literal militants to take over and then you really won’t even have the choice to protest anything in the future.

I actually think I get paid a decent wage at ~$35/hr (CAD) but the cost of living is just so goddamn high where I live that it’s not quite enough to get me by comfortably. So really, if I were doing this job elsewhere then that’s fine, my job’s really not that hard. but realistically, because of the state of my province, I’d give them my 100% for 45. They seem pretty happy with the 75% I’m putting in now though (some days less).

BLTs also have mayo, and preferably a hell of a lot of it. They are garbage without it.

I learned last year that you’re supposed to floss BEFORE you brush. I have no idea why no one ever taught me that.

I’m not gonna click on that link because there’s no way this is true. You can’t fool me.

I’m still reeling over cemetery not being spelled cementary and it’s been 20 years.

I LOVE the floor tbh but yeah maybe just like purple highlights on the cabinets instead of the entire thing. It’s giving me circa 2005 decorating my sims 2 home.

I’m just as angry as the next guy but I’m not gonna shame my boomer mom for not being able to figure out pirating or how to stream things to her tv. Could barely get her to figure out her tv man.

A book that stuck with me for a long time was The Midnight Library by Matt Haig. It was a fairly quick read too, I’m a slow reader so definitely longer than a day but I think I read it over a short vacation.

Had to check myself cause my brain wanted to say “maybe some of them got in there for the right reasons”, which, idk maybe but the incarceration system is garbage and ACAB in the end.

Am I the only one that was also traumatized by the person that slips on the toilet water and dies? Like what a stupid fucking way to die but there I was terrified of flushing the toilet.

P Diddy is on trial for having a huge drug, sex and human trafficking ring and had like 10,000 tonnes of lube and baby oil in his house, and I guess dildos also.