Get therapy.

Your ability to connect disconnected concepts is legendary. Good luck with your life lol

I blame Toyota for how poorly my Chevy ran.

I have 400+ games from Epic and I’ve given them $0.00

I will never play any of the games. Ever.

Fuck Epic.

I’ll literally buy a game on Steam even if I own it on Epic. Fuck Epic.

I love the expression! Sounds close to “out of steam” in English which is used similarly… nothing underlying has changed but the enthusiasm or “special something” is gone

4000+ hours in (edit a strategy game) as I used to be the top streamer until the publishing company fucked me around. 3500+ in Diablo 3 as I was able to Leaderboard with a solo Monk… LB’ed and didn’t earn any XP in groups… all solo!

It’s a very interesting question, and I can’t speak to the science but I can speak to my personal experience.

Going back to childhood I always remember the adults insistence that I decide which is my handedness yet knowing intuitively that I could favor either side, and they each had an advantage.

I played left wing in hockey, only because there was never enough left-handed players, so I just pretended I was left-handed.

When I would play little league baseball, coaches would shout at me saying hey, don’t you bat the other way?! To me I just naturally, almost randomly picked a side according to how I felt about the pitcher.

When I played snooker semi-professionally, I shot right handed, but not because my right arm had more finesse, but because my left arm was better at providing rock solid stability with fine control, and because my right eye is slightly stronger. In my life, I played perhaps 50 games of billiards left-handed, out of perhaps 20,000 games total. And I can pick up and play left-handed with ease… You would think I’d been shooting that way my whole life.

I use my right hand to write, but when I skateboard, I skate “goofy foot”. When I destroyed my shoulder and it was a piece of meat hanging off my body for 6 months, I picked up a pen in my left hand and within 3 days I was writing at the same grace I could in grade 6! Within a month I was actually writing better than right-handed. It was still chicken scratch so I’m not sure what that’s worth lol

I know that I am right-handed by choice because there’s a difference in the knuckle/tendon of my left thumb. It makes it impossible to move from certain positions on the “circle” to others without first moving to a transitional spot. And I have more dexterity with my right for that reason alone.

I always wanted to play on P2 of the Street Fighter II cabinet.

I seriously think No.

This is a mixed-material piece that looks good but is going to be destroyed regardless. Modgepodge, lacquer, shellac, varnish, clearcoat… they’re all going to wreck it. There are too many “metal coatings”, films, paints and so forth on this. Just use it and throw it away, looks like it’s cheap Chinesium

It’s in my original comment. Try reading instead of outbursting.

Sort by fabric weight and “toughness” not the other ideas.

You want jeans with towels and rags and socks and goonch together. Thinner shirts and blouses with thinner slacks together. Heavy jumpers and aprons and work pantaloons. Always cold water, lay flat dry unless you find that too annoying and time consuming (I personally prefer air dry but it’s probably me being a bit fussy and too frugal buy hey free winter home humidity too)

edit: Oh and you must inside-out the good items. So the nice exterior doesn’t get beaten to rat-shit and all pilled up. Let that rubbing-rubbing-rubbing damage to the fibers happen on the interior of the garment which nobody sees

I cannot encourage you to harm yourself with this hair-brained diet.

Consider changing your dietary intake to be more in line with your body’s nutritional needs. Eat less food, eat more vegetables.

People like him are dangerous.

For the love of God, do not directly say it to this person, speak to HR or your supervisor and tell them you are feeling harassed at work and can’t do your job.

If you say anything to the man all he’s going to conclude is that you are against him, and his paranoia will kick in, and he will make problems for you that you can’t anticipate.

Every moment of their lives is filled with hatred, fear, misery and self-loathing though.

It is not possible to make the following statements and have them both be true: “I feel nothing” “I’m miserable”. So it’s clear they are in a world of deep emotional pain and burden, and that simply existing is a form of relentless torture.

Nobody deserves to feel or live that way. There’s nothing “centered” :(

edit: But JOY! It doesn’t need to be that way. I’m living proof that internal change is possible because I used to feel the way that man feels.

Honestly, it’s just fun to blow leaves or snow. It’s a mindless puttering activity that lets you improve your home area and be mildly active.

Unfortunately what happens is people’s general tendency to think about themselves and nobody else. So they’re self-satisfied in their reasons for being out there, not thinking about the dude next door that works nights and can’t sleep, and even his construction-grade noise headphones don’t help. Or the dude that just wants to listen to jazz quietly.

The leaf blower people are well-meaning people with mild mental illness who are just selfish enough not to realize their home/self care is annoying others. e: A lot of times the guy just needs to get the F away from their spouse. I’ve lived near leaf blower people and they’re invariably older married (sometimes retired) men. Never women.

Help is available. I mean it and I will help you find more help. You don’t deserve to suffer in the way you’ve described.

This comment is magic lol

I personally put 4 needles in a young male community member… hip, shoulder, buttock…

When he came to within 3 minutes he was refusing medical treatment and literally running away.

Four days ago I found out from a former coworker/friend that he just OD’ed and died. His name was Riley B

There is no maximum dose of Narcan and more won’t harm a person. The general guideline is every 2-3 minutes until revival or death.

Chest compressions can kill an overdosing person if their heart is still beating, so not always chest compressions. This is the scariest decision to me…

I’ve worked in crisis shelters so I have wayyyyyyy more exposure to OD’ing people than anybody ever should :(

Did you try installing Linux tho

Tolerance is part of the equation, but breathing and circulation play a huge role too

If a nasal spray is administered but the person isn’t breathing it will still be absorbed, but if oxygen levels are low af it’s going to take more time, therefore you keep pumping the narcan until you’re sure. When I’m standing over an OD’ing street kid, I’m taking NO chances.

Same thing with intramuscular injections. Yes the drug is in the body but circulation helps a lot and if the heart has slowed or stopped… well. You keep pumping shots of narcan until they die or come back.

Final most important is that the user or person attending may believe the user took fent, but they probably had a dangerous street concoction consisting of fent + any other number of who-knows-what. Often referred to as “down”. There’s absolutely no way to know if they need more narcan because of tolerance or something else

edit: At the end of it all, there is no way after the fact to determine what the “correct” amount of narcan was for that situation. It is highly situational and depends on many factors. The rule is if you’re not sure, more narcan, because this ain’t the time to guess wrong.