Hey girl! Ya hungry?
My headcanon is that Bob is Kenny, under an alias. Maybe witness protection. But he was out one day buying avocados and he came upon a man with an ice pick and a snorkel who trained him in the ways of invention.
Hey girl! Ya hungry?
My headcanon is that Bob is Kenny, under an alias. Maybe witness protection. But he was out one day buying avocados and he came upon a man with an ice pick and a snorkel who trained him in the ways of invention.


Not to mention still absolute crap support from commercial software.
Looking at you, VMware Broadcom Omnissa.
Cool, my brother in law has like stage v lung cancer. He’s a piece of shit magat though, and I never liked him. He should’ve died two years ago and even his teenage kids are kinda upset he hasn’t. Always gave me bad vibes.
Found a new nickname for my youngest. Thanks.
We can just have double the circus, instead.
Pharohs were literally god kings. That ranks way higher than Hegseth. You don’t question that.
There was probably a slave band responsible for keeping rhythm. Probably a highly sought after role for a slave.
Shit if I were a pharoh I’d definitely definitely want my own personal marching band everywhere I go. Be like fucking Prince Ali strolling into Agrabah.

Instructions unclear, invested in Hawkins, Indiana.

What are you guys doing??
Getting into…trouble!
Noted…don’t ask a sneakerhead stupid questions after 4:20 PM.
Not necessarily not interacting with others just…time without other obligations. Time which is exclusively mine to do with what I want. Not working. Chores done (or at least the ones that need doing). Kids in bed. Finished for the day.
Whether that’s alone or with a partner or with friends doesn’t matter. What matters is, I’m in charge of the time, and anybody around me is on my wavelength.
I’m an introvert and a homebody, tho, so most of the time it’s gaming, doom-scrolling, wiki-diving, or shit-posting. As long as it brings me joy (so trying less of the doom-scrolling…).
So really I’ve just shifted what I’m doing with that time, and where that time is. Now I’m reading in bed with my partner. She does the same. Not that I don’t like sitting quietly with her (believe me, I love it), but sometimes I just want to sit quietly without her, or anyone or anything in particular…ya know?
Ok, this isn’t really my community, but y’all got good memes and you hit my all constantly.
I never understood the value of good sleep. I’d just get maybe 5-6 hours before my kids would jump into bed and wake me up and then my day starts.
Had a sleep study done and turns out I wasn’t getting any deep sleep (in addition to apnea)
Like, no wonder I feel so foggy and forgetful. Wicked cranky and short-tempered. Barely recovered from sciatica flareup after 4 months.
I thought I was getting old (I’m only 41 but still…). I thought being tired was just part of having kids.
And sure that’s a part of it, but only a small part.
Started going to bed earlier. Much earlier. Like 9 or 10 instead of 12 or 1. Phone off. Reading Kindle. About an hour in and I’m ready to pass out. Head and legs propped up (look up “zero gravity sleep position”…game changer). Solid night sleep.
Stopped smoking cannabis right before/in bed. You know cannabis can inhibit REM sleep? Easier to fall asleep, sure, but not nearly as restorative.
I feel sooooooo much better. I’m dreaming again!
Anyways, just wanted to share. Don’t discount the importance of a good night sleep. Having an hour or two to yourself is great but it’s not worth it. Not every night.
Nah once the banker knew the circus was in town and she was excited to see it, he just had to promise her ice cream to get her in the van.
“Mr. D”, in a gay personal ad… Definitely a pseudonym.
Fun fact, most soaps are laxatives.
Useless red circle.