Now, with Listeria! ™️ –for that sparkling fresh digestive tract!–
Now, with Listeria! ™️ –for that sparkling fresh digestive tract!–
Out of curiosity, and if you don’t mind sharing, what hobbies have you picked up, or have been exploring?
Did… Did the crocodiles make that sign?
I was reminded
Rich Evans, man. Sexy, talented, honey-voiced genius.
Muppets have always sadly given me the heebs, but this is a brand new appreciation! I’d love to see this done shot-for-shot, completely serious tone, but all within the Muppets theme. Of course, John Carpenter’s awesome score stays the same, but played with like, kazoos and jazzy casual instruments.
Regardless of reality, it’s gonna happen in my imagination, cause the world’s on fire.
I wonder how many of us instantly wrote bee-versions of the lyrics?
The saxophone solo is definitely now done by bees.
👏*-FAKE-IT-TILL-YOU-MAKE-IT!-*👏
…cries…
Man, every house I’ve lived in had these, except now, not in the one I own. Welp, time to replace all the generic shit with slightly yellowed, swirly faceted acrylic! And at least one has to have a weird crack in it.
My new therapist’s office sets a recurring bi-weekly appointment for their patients, which I find fantastic, and it’s been a great start, but it’s still relatively new and we’re getting familiarized enough to work out a specific treatment plan, so every two weeks, she’ll open with a genuine: “How are you?” and it’s a toss-up in my head between: “Are you sure you wanna know? Or should we get shit done…”
Can confirm, unfortunately. We’re not laughing, but we are relieved.
I just keep it to my phone, and have an app timer set for 1 hour +5 minutes. It’s nice if I’m at home, I know it’ll cover my daily walking steps, as I pace donuts around the house, which also gets me off my ass and moving, so when I want to browse Lemmy, I try to do so whilst pacing. Regardless, when I get the notification saying the app will shut down in 5 minutes, I know how long I’ve been on, and kinda do a self-reflective check on how well the time was spent.
If I’m writing a comment that will take time and attention, though, I often just switch to a note, and copy/paste, cause I’ll work on something like that for much longer, before often deciding not to post anything, at all. (งツ)ว
Also anxiety/guilt paralysis mellow…
Self-medicating ADHD sufferers recommend consuming 3-5 entire pots of coffee a day, and a treat of another 150-300mg before bed
I’d buy that for a dollar! Seriously…can I…can I buy it?
Yeah, I recently got meds at 33 (hooray!), insane improvement, and morning brain is still like “But do you really have the severe ADHD you definitely have, or is it all just a big fucking lie you made up to excuse your weaknesses, you weak bitch? Maybe you just need 6-28 cups of coffee and 12 hours of guilty scrolling to low-volume TV to start your day, hmmmm?”
Then I finally take my damn pill, everything shuts the hell up, and I realize how completely chill I am, and capable of laundry.
Think I’ll print this out to go on the fridge, (with a calendar event set every few weeks to move its placement, before object permanence turns it to invisible scenery).
I recently made mention of Squishmallows, feeling a little silly, but my brain was on a ramble. I was embarrassed upon adoring the first one, and my spouse helped me learn that I should embrace how much I love the darned thing. We now have a pile of the “Reginald” variety of Squishmallows, that they secretly started collecting when my health began declining, and now I always pack a Reginald or two in hospital go-bags, use multiple sizes for comfort and limb/book propping, and keep them very far away from the pillow-stealing dogs. I just wish they made actual pillows out of the same material!
Is this Welsh?
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