@paris said in RL things I love:
Specifically the proteins, I can handle soy sauce ok.
We're totally on the same level, then.
I hate agonizing death. It's not me.
@paris said in RL things I love:
Specifically the proteins, I can handle soy sauce ok.
We're totally on the same level, then.
I hate agonizing death. It's not me.
I like Potato because I'm on a low-carb diet.
You're not an idiot.
These inquiries are why the sub-forum exists, and I'm delighted that it is being used.
I love that these products exist.
Which leads me to an RL thing I hate: my death allergy to legumes of all kinds.
@paris said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
Having to stand up to cook is super hellish. I love my instant pot because it cuts down time, but food prep is still my nemesis.
I don't mean to be meanly critical, but have you considered chopping your food while sitting? I can assure you that this can be done safely.
your partner sounds like my kinda gal. I
Hoarders! It's replaced Here Comes Honey Boo Boo for my beloved secret brain candy TV. I tried watching the Kondo show, but....I mean she is cute and all, but I love Hoarders more.
If I wanted to spend my time watching a show about people who need professionals to clean up their fucking lives, I might as well have a drone following and taping all of my clients.
Here's to my personal toxicity in no longer giving two shits about people who seem content to abuse not only themselves but pets and children to the horrid shitholes they create for themselves.
@chopin said in Chopin's playlist:
I remember! We had a good thing going. Maybe I can find an old copy of the database somewhere. It'd be fun to just poke around the old place.
If you could find one, I can find and pay for a host and would be happy to assist in getting it back up.
Sure, it's WoD 1E, but --
The difference was that when I had cable, I basically had to pay for all the channels or have none of the channels. Now, if I don't want HBO, or Prime, or Hulu, I don't have to buy it.
For me the difference is, no matter how consolidated or fragmented the content might be, I will never be able to enjoy all of it because: (1) my partner insists on watching Hoarders or Hoarders with Animals or Hoarders Anime with that tiny Japanese cutesy kawaii or some medical porn show; and (2) I don't have any fucking time to watch anything but the above because partner.
Bro, there's a new CoD place opening up. Check it out for Vampire goodness.
Good to see you back. Ripley always liked Kaleb.
@theonceler said in MU Things I Love:
When the frustration of feeling kinda boned blossoms into an elated schadenfreude as the people you feel did the boning are repeatedly slapped in the face by the results of their bonage.
There's a double-meaning in that.
Okay. I don't recall clearly, and didn't.
I was Inferno. I helped Navigator and Zyr run the ship for a few months, long, long ago.
I always liked St. Petersburg.
@chopin said in Chopin's playlist:
St. Petersburg was my baby. I never played on Haunted Memories.
That must've been the first iteration. I seem to recall "Grey Goose" taking over for the second iteration, but my memory banks are a bit fuzzy.
Watership Down is so fucking good that I miss the MUSH based on the same book.
I may have figured out why I generally have few problems online with others.
No, I don’t think it’s irrelevant, and I think it is a reasonable approach to take. It’s no different than how I’ve treated others online, like Caryatid, when they may have been having a rough go of it.
This is pretty much what I love about playing on MUSHes. Oh sure, I may have successfully solo’d a mission to save some prisoners, but having killed half a dozen people along the way sure doesn’t help one’s sanity when you hang out with demigods.
I have been working long hours, so I am willing to acknowledge that my CoD MUSH Lore may have dropped below 2.
I may have seen one of your meltdowns. I think. To be frank, my protocols have problems detecting anxiety.
What I have found, as a cat masquerading as a robot attorney, is that striving for the maxim of prevailing, cooler heads requires less of a paychotherapist’s touch and more of a loving spouse’s.
When my partner starts to break down, I just wait for things to settle. I sit, and sit, and sit, and sit, and while we cannot always be a gumby cat, we can, as cool heads do, wait for the storm to pass before we decide what clothes to put on.
Call it an unfair expectation if you want, but it has worked for me. A touch of empathy and oh what a difference a little indifference makes.
Chopin at St. Petersburg? Or Chopin at Haunted Memories?