Dusty old bones, full of green dust.
Had a friend in high school who was an out lesbian, very independent. Was the first person I knew married at, like, 24 or so to some guy she met online.
Had a terrible bully who got bone cancer. She still alive, but she calmed down considerably. I remember they were asking people at school to get blood tested as they were having difficulty finding a marrow match, and most of us were like “👀.”
It was great!
I could get rid of a lot of “extra” cords. I can just keep one usb c and charge my phone, my mouse, and headphones with one cord. Shoot, I can even charge my controllers now too. I like that they’re becoming like outlets. Like, this is just how you get power to the device(S). Without searching for the “right” cord all the time.
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We aren’t going to be okay. Stop saying it’s going to be okay. Project 25 is not okay, turning Gaza into a crater is not okay, banning abortion is not okay, cutting Medicare is not okay. None of this shit is okay. Stop trying to sit and act like being cordial is going to make the right go, “Well, they’re being so nice about it.” We fucked up, and we need to face the consequences.
Remote claim work. Glorified customer service. It is busy and people burn out in a few months.
Here’s the other side that was “just as bad.”
How the fuck can they say it was better 4 years ago. Do they mean right before Covid hit? Right before people lost their jobs and the dumbass politicized an illness? Right before people couldn’t get baby formula? Right before people started fighting for fucking toilet paper? Before people started dying?
Dumb, dumb motherfuckers. You won’t be at the table, you’re going to be on the table, a table you built, and torn apart with knives you sharpened. You dumb fucks.
Wanna work in insurance?
Sometimes life’s a bitch and you keep on living.
I have a keychain with four or five mini crochet hooks.
It’s less of a “How” and more of a “when.” If someone makes a posts or asks a question about something you’re passionate about, you can find yourself making such a post. It’s the written equivalent of “rambling.” People making those posts usually aren’t starting the with the intention of making a wall of text, it just turns out everything they wanted to say takes that shape.
I made an AI song for my mom’s birthday on Suno and she loved it so much she cried. So that was nice.
I don’t like how people are using it to just replace artists. It would be find if it’s just to automate some things, like, “AI can tell you when ___ needs to be replaced,” but it feels more like it’s being used as a stick to workers. Like, “Keep acting up and I’ll replace you with dun dun dun AI!”
Is he mad that she has better memory than him? Like, my man, did you forget?
Where were all the pro-lifers? Oh, that’s right, they only care about you before birth. My mistake.
"The complaint, filed in federal court in the Northern District of Texas, alleges the network aired two different responses from Harris responding to a question about the war between Israel and Hamas in Gaza.
The version that aired during the “60 Minutes” program on Oct. 6 did not include what the lawsuit calls a “word salad” response from Harris about the Biden administration’s influence on Israel’s conduct of the war."
I’m assuming money is not an option?
Learn shit. Painting class, cooking class, poetry, random community college shit. Hire a language tutor if I could. And I’d hire a personal trainer and chef, since I’d have time to try and work on myself. Maybe a coding boot camp if I can keep up, so I can come back with a whole new career. I think I’d make that my goal. Dabble in as many things as I can to see what I like. And I also just like learning random shit.
When I have three months left, I’ll take a trip to visit all the places I’ve been interested in moving to. I’d hope to come back healthier and smarter, in some way.
I would also leave myself two weeks to just be before I had to go back to real life.
