ButteryMonkey

Entirely true. I wonder what it would take to create a bog…

I mean people have been filling them for ages right? It’d just be restoration… but probably nowhere near where I am so probably still expensive ;)

I know of a swamp that’s kinda sorta nearby, but like people constantly joke about dumping bodies there so it wouldn’t be a good spot.

I have a car but don’t drive much anymore. Maybe half an hour once a week. Usually less.

I eat meat, but not a lot. My tummy doesn’t like it that much. And I don’t like being bloated or constipated. So mostly chicken, some pork. Goat is good. I like farmed seafood. Beef isn’t my jam.

I’m raising my own chickens and quail, largely so they can eat my waste food (I live alone, and plan poorly, so I have more waste food than I’d like, but if I ever plan well and grow all my own food there will still be waste, and this helps that aspect) I plan to raise goats and all the birds (quail, chickens, ducks, geese, turkeys), and maybe a few pigs every few years?

I buy as little as possible. Buy it for life if I can, or just do without if I can.

My footprint is as small as I can get it without a huge life change. A change I intend to make when I can afford to; homesteading for myself and my partner and supplying my community and supporting a family… is my goal… I hope to someday support a family of 2 adults and their kids (not my family, I’m not doing that, but an additional one with one member I can hire, with no relation to me, who want to inherit a fully developed homestead as part of a land trust)

I want to cut my own footprint further. I just don’t know how at this juncture.

I wouldn’t get found until humanity gets its shit together and cleans up the place. So at this rate, never. But not a bad idea.

Nah, now that I’m older, I don’t want to leave anything behind that contributes to the litter. I mean heck I don’t even want to leave my future homestead to be cleared out and have my things dumped… I’d rather hold the land in trust and pass it, and all the stuff therein, along to whomever I hire to help me when I’m too old to do everything myself.

At this point I just want my corpse dumped in the woods to be consumed, probably on my own land. Return to nature, maybe bury the bones if needed afterwards. Though it would be cool to have my skull collected and painted or something. Put on display somewhere on my land so I can stay there forever :)

Same. I bought the kettle for tea but I’m not really big on tea. I’ve used it to make big batches for beer brewing, but not a lot for individual cups of tea. Now I have the French press and use it daily.

Not clickbait, rage bait.

It’s just pro-corporate propaganda packaged in a way to drive engagement from both sympathetic corpo middle managers agreeing that nobody wants to work anymore, and burned out workers who kinda don’t want to work anymore under these conditions. Anything less than undying loyalty to our corpo overlords is worth writing a pressure piece about.

“Journalists” and other writers haven’t seemed to feel a duty to report objective truth in a long time. They have a duty to drive engagement and that attracts a completely different set of people than factual reporting.

Whenever I get to the point that I have panic attacks hours before my workday starts. Worst alarm clock ever.

I used to want to have my corpse frozen, then loaded into the pilot seat of a fake alien landing shuttle, complete with a computer system and books written in “alien language” that’s really just complicated code version of my will, and pushed off a transport plane to fall somewhere such as Antarctica or Greenland, to be covered with snow and ice for decades before someone randomly found it. Absolute win for conspiracy shit, and would be fun to be a random surprise like that.

I no longer have this plan because 1. I can’t afford it and 2. We don’t really get significant new ice anymore. We just lose old ice.

I read something yesterday that says no, it’s the usual FPTP. Only the primary was RCV.

Thanks, that means a lot to me :) I’ve definitely always viewed it as a participation trophy of sorts, but you’re right; my team was absolutely over the moon for me.

I always liked wrestling for the same reason, it’s an individual sport with camaraderie. Two chances to feel like a winner! Did it for 6 years, was a good time.

“Well it’s wood, it’ll survive the elements. Besides, it’s not like I can bring it inside a building or anything so what difference does it make if it stays out there for a while longer, you know?”

I never got a trophy for anything, but I did like the medal I got for my first wrestling win… it wasn’t, like, any big thing, but we were against a specific school that has a good program, it was my first year, I was the only girl on the team… and I won by techfall.

It was definitely a participation trophy of sorts, but it actually felt ok to get. It was engraved to read “for beating your [school] opponent, and first win”

We, as a team, lost to them. Badly.

Good call.

Hallucinations are fun, if they are purely visual and you know they are coming…

I have olfactory hallucinations as well as occasional auditory (related to migraines and headaches, not drug use) and those are just very mundane. Lol

I used to be like that, unable to dream/remember dreams. Turns out that was because I had nightmares and terrors and stress dreams and my brain simply didn’t want to remember them.

I took a shaman drug (that I won’t mention, because I absolutely do not recommend it for anyone ever, and regret taking it myself) over the course of many months, and it absolutely gave me the permanent ability to dream and recall, and even consistently lucid dream (I don’t recall dreams every day, but at least once a week now). I now have a whole town that acts as a hub to get to all the places I’ve dreamed about more than once. It’s kinda fun.

However, these dreams are massively emotionally taxing. I often encounter my mother (the point of the shaman drug is to interact with dead ancestors), so I’ve relegated her to a middle floor of “my house” so she’s easier to avoid… those experiences are… just so overwhelmingly taxing. They do help with some closure stuff even tho I know it’s just my brain making up both sides of things, but it’s draining all the same.

I haven’t worn a bra in decades other than occasional for a nice outfit sort of stuff.

I don’t consider it self-care, I just don’t have boobs worth bra-ing up. Why waste the money for something that does nothing?

Self care is doing whatever makes you comfortable, not what other people say should make you more comfortable.

Lots of people, especially fem-presenting people, would be wildly uncomfortable with their nipples being visible through a tighter shirt, and you know what? That’s super understandable. People give me looks and comments not infrequently. It’s uncomfortable. That’s reasonable. I’ve stopped caring what small-minded people think so I’m over it, but it takes years to get comfortable with that, and that’s the opposite of self-care if it’s not something you already want to do.

Holy shit cuomo sued for the gyno records of his accusers??? I really hope he lost that but I don’t want to look and be disappointed…

Eh, we don’t need him contaminating all the research, plus all that hot air would speed up melting.

No, let’s throw him in a little dingy with a half-collapsed roof (inflatable life raft for ships sort of thing) and set him adrift at the point furthest from any land.

If he makes it to shore alive and without help, we let him live the rest of his life in peace. But broke, cuz his whole family needs to be stripped of any monetary gains of office.

We keep drones circling to record everything, and broadcast it globally as pay per view, and use the funds to track down and return all the people he deported.

Childhood me used to keep spiders in big buckets. I’d catch bees in those little gumball machine eggs, shake them a bit to disorient them (yes I now realize how fucked up this was to do, but I was like 6-7) and feed them to my spiders.

So yes, they do, at least in certain situations.