I’m not into dudes, just their dicks.
I’m not into dudes, just their dicks.
As a fellow crafty, cooking, mostly straight dude, I’m sorry to hear people calling your generosity and thoughtfulness “gay.”
Just finished this one. And honestly, it broke my brain and how I interpret other written narratives.
2nd on the physical copy. This text doesn’t work otherwise.
This was my introduction to Mieville. What a wild story told through China’s extremely dense language.
…keep a dictionary handy.
The premise for this book was so strange I often had to reread passages to fully understand the differing perspectives of people standing next to one another and yet be in two different realities.
I can’t recommend meshtastic enough. I have 2 radios and I get to chat with other like minded folks over off the grid encrypted p2p 100s of miles away.
The last time this happened was when I realized that people ask me questions about how I know things to start a conversation, not because they want to know how I know things.
What???!???!? Why didn’t anyone tell me this?
This would appear to be my wife’s strategy as well.
Pretty much anything by Birthday Massacre.
I’ve attempted to quicksave a couple of times before parallel parking my truck.
sigh…pussy
The Witch Creek Fires in San Diego in 2007. I didn’t receive the reverse 911 call and ended up fleeing my building after it was already on fire.
Just listened to “You Look like You Could Use a Fuckin’ Lamp”. That shit is unhinged.
Their 60’s.
Thanks for finding this.
Hey there. I experience the same thing. The voices, the music, in the white noises around me.
I’m not schizophrenic (or at least I hope not). It is a weird phenomenon that some of us experience that seems to be our brains trying to match important patterns, like speech, out of noise.
Heck, Devin Townsend even wrote a song about it “Voices in the Fan.”
If it’s really bothering you or scaring you then, yeah, you could seek help, but if you’re not experiencing auditory hallucinations outside of this context then my completely unqualified opinion is you’re probably fine.
Pepitas? …fuck me.
Mine is excedrin and a big ass cup of coffee