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Cake day: June 25th, 2025

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  • I refuse to engage with other people’s holiday shit until I have visual confirmation of Hans Grueber falling from the Nakatomi Plaza building.

    That one started when I was like 10 and usually happens within a week of thanksgiving. I try to avoid other Xmas stuff whenever I can. It’s a rough holiday (season) for me, kinda always has been even as a kid, and I don’t have anyone to spend it with anyway.



  • I’ve got a super healthy 150+ yo oak, probably planted around when the place was built. It’s only like 2 meters from the side of the house, and heavily overhangs it, which is glorious for shade, but probably not great overall. I’d love to core it and find out how old it really is, but I don’t want to risk the damage.

    I’m sure, given the way it split trunks, and how the one half of the trunk is growing with the prevailing wind, it’s going to partially come down eventually and do major damage to the house, but I refuse to cut it until that happens; it hasn’t fallen for 150 yrs, why assume it’ll happen next year? I consider it part of the house because it’s in literally every picture of the place I’ve ever seen.

    It’s nowhere near as cool as 600-800 yrs, but it makes a person feel very connected to the past all the same. Also it sounds like hail for weeks in acorn years. :)


  • It sucks thinking that way but I totally get it. I’ve been aware since I was like 15 or so that my mother only had me because my older sister was a marital rape baby. She told me this directly… she was a shit parent and clearly hated doing it, but she genuinely never intended to do it in the first place, and used protection religiously when not being forced (clearly; she had my sister at 31 in the 80s and was catholic so no abortion). Then they just sort of decided to have another so the first wouldn’t be alone… wish they hadn’t. Sister and I haven’t spoken in almost 20 years now.

    That knowledge has been an albatross most of my life. But she died in my early 20s so I can’t even get closure about it now that I know I want it. Just have to let it go. Nothing can be done about it anyway, choices were made, consequences shook out.

    Needless to say, I’m child-free myself. I’m about as warm and nurturing as she was…. Lol




  • Random my little pony and other young kid games. Hate to admit it but even the paw patrol games are entertaining in this way (had a ps+ subscription, wouldn’t have paid for these). They are short and easy, and kinda junk, nice palate cleanser, and often very cute and encouraging. You don’t know a silly morale boost until you play something that says “you’re doing great!” periodically on the easiest thing you’ve done all day.




  • I know of two things that I thought were good and they are intro level and maybe a bit more advanced but interesting, so I’ll just post the important bit, albeit reworded, of my other comment for visibility in case it helps anyone or whatever.

    The first is Why is the Penis Shaped Like That? and other reflections on being human by Jesse Bering. It’s a sort of lighthearted approach to male bodies and other weird quirks of being alive, written by a research psychologist, as well as a columnist for science communication publications like Scientific American. He’s also a gay man who really likes penis stuff. I cannot not mention that, because he himself mentions it as part of his credentials within various articles.

    The second is a book mostly about how penis things go wrong, testicular torsion, various kinds of erectile dysfunction and how they get fixed and stuff, it isn’t strictly informational, more like case studies that have been anonymized. It’s called Why Men Fake it, the totally unexpected truth about men and sex by Abraham Morgentaler, a urologist and sexual dysfunction specialist.

    Both of these are good not super scientific explorations of things you may want to know, but don’t. I learned a lot and enjoyed the process.








  • I had something similar to this for the original fat gameboy in the 90s, except instead of being a rechargeable battery, which weren’t really worth it then, it was a plug-in adapter, and it replaced the battery cover panel to do so.

    I genuinely don’t understand why that sort of thing doesn’t exist anymore, either as plug adapters or as rechargeable bricks (or both, why not), so you can fall back on standard AA or AAA if necessary. They’d be standardized parts so manufacturers would only get the original sale but… so? Would it not also be just easier from a manufacturer standpoint?


  • You are 100% allowed to ask for a different therapist, and tell them honestly what about the first one didn’t work for you.

    Think of them as someone you hire, like a construction contractor building a new addition for you. If they do a bad job for your needs, fire them and hire someone else, just like you would if they disregarded your hypothetical missing leg while designing the layout, and gave you lots of stairs. Stairs don’t help you, even if they might be fine or even desired for someone else, just like a therapist who would criticize you or try to gaslight you isn’t helpful to you.

    It might take a few tries, but it’s definitely worth it to find the right person if it’s not the first one.

    My first ever therapist was super religious, and told me that it was better for me to be bored and vaguely unhappy in my relationship than to be alone (I’m a woman so that’s not the first time I’d heard that drivel…). She also told me I need to at least be spiritual, or I’d never get over my depression (incidentally went away when the relationship did… funny, that…) I was raised without religion, and her comment about my relationship gave me the ick, so I found a different one. And that one was a lot better.