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about 15 years ago I accidentally left a somewhat low tip at a restaurant because I did some mental math wrong, and didn't notice until I got home. I still feel terrible about it whenever I remember. Brain, could we let it go please.

I love that my brain is perfectly fine with feeling socially exhausted/ over-scheduled AND feeling intense FOMO at not doing more social activities. Who put you in charge buddy

I've been playing this crappy farming game where you like, grow and sell turnips and shit. It has 4 growing seasons like you'd expect... but today the game casually mentioned that each season has 30 days. Which means that i'm actually an alien creature, farming on an alien planet that orbits its star every 2880 hours (!)

i cannot stop thinking about this

spent my entire weekend playing the "try to upgrade linux" minigame. it's not going well. >.>

beer before liquor... makes you fun quicker? It's something like that, right?

at my job there's an internal website that I check every day to see if I still have the same manager as yesterday. you never know!

always the dungeon master, never the player... XD

my cars have been so bored from sitting around this year that they made up names for themselves, like Culture Ships.

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part of this traditional southern breakfast

I have been hating myself this year for being "distractible" and unproductive at work. It's hard to focus, hard to stay motivated. But I think I've realized that I'm not actually distracted from work at all. Work IS the distraction. This year has made it impossible to ignore what's important: friends, relationships, place, health, life. Work was always what was pointless, and it's merely extra difficult to lie to myself about that this year.

checkout form: "and what is the expiration date of this credit card?"

me: "octob---"

checkout form: "🚨🚨🚨 THATS EXPIRED!!!! 🚨🚨🚨"

me: "let me fucking finish putting in the year okay? jesus."

aight y'all, my Valve Index arrived this week. Who are my VR homies? and also what should I do with this thing

i think if you're not from an abusive household, you might believe in some mental scoreboard where like, if you're nice sometimes and nasty sometimes, that it evens out. But for someone who was abused, each nice word counts as +1, and each nasty word counts as -1000.

Being nasty to a person who has a history of being abused, even just a few times, makes them cut you loose pretty much permanently. Preserving those friendships requires being thoughtful with your words.

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