I got rid of mine with my most recent move. Why bother bringing them with me.

Similarly, we got a burger and fries on the way home from a wedding I was obligated to attend last weekend. Made up for how much I didn’t want to be there in a nice way.

Archive.org will bring them back if you just gotta know. Yay!

This is sound advice. There are too many bad actors among cops to trust them to be impartial or fair.

I thought to myself “hey, I’ll just reimplement text selection myself! How difficult could it possibly be?” I was young. Naive. I estimated it would take two weeks. In reality, attempting to solve this problem would consume several years of my life

“If at first you don’t succeed, destroy all evidence that you ever tried.”

Plot twist: it runs in the browser and makes the internet not suck anymore.

Pathetic.

Oh Ronnie, you poor sad little bitch. Enjoy!

Username confirms my impulse to state that I have a duty to eat mushrooms with my partner on major holidays. We did on TG last month and on Xmas day last year. No kids to get in the way and kitties are fucking soft and awesome.

While her suicide attempt did not end her life, it did leave her with severe brain damage.

Oh shit. This outcome was always the biggest deterrent when I was suicidal. I can’t imagine a worse outcome than surviving but having your life significantly impaired forever. That includes successful suicide, imo.

When will we rise up and rid ourselves of these pesky billionaires?

Only good things will happen by answering that ad.

A longtime friend became a cop around 2018. I told him I believed he would be a fair officer and that if more cops were like him, I wouldn’t dislike cops. But after their behavior in 2020 all throughout the UsA, I consider being a cop to be immoral. We’re not friends anymore because I think any cop with a shred of decency should have resigned after seeing their colleagues nationwide abuse people.

I’d let the friendship go, but that’s just me.

I don’t know why my memory of hot dogs on an open fire and smores doesn’t appeal to you. We’re different.

Slightly off topic:

When my parents divorced, I was bummed out that I had to attend two thanksgiving dinners. The second was not turkey. We charred hot dogs over an open fire (lived in the midwest at the time) and made smores. It was pretty great.

This had nothing to do with the election. It’s just a nice memory.

What a disaster.

This morning I awoke with the following idea for a campaign issue:

People over the age of 65 who can should retire to create opportunities for the generations that followed them.

Assholes.

Every one of those chuds should have to put his decrepit ball sack in their mouth for ten seconds. Shameful bigots.

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