I am not outraged, but I am aware of prices because I budget. Also, sometimes you just need the nearest Tylenol or caffeine or snack to stay sane. We are all kinda in this meat grinder together so it’s perfectly understandable to me. Anyway, these days I still budget, but sometimes I’ll buy myself a fun drink or whatever on a Friday. But then on Saturday it’s right back to “discounts only”. I think that’s become a source of dopamine.
Unconditional love in the wild is super rare. Like the love of a golden retriever. Rarely is there a carrot without the looming implication of a stick.
I read. I either pass out after a few minutes or at least spend the hours entertaining myself.
Yep…I just want to read and not listen to YouTube voice. It might be my boomer thing idk.
Anything regarding a person of YouTube fame. I just pretend they don’t exist.
As a neighbor of one of these, I had a guest try to confront me. I live in a narrow street and have lots of colonial walls that make drives sketchy. I can’t safely back out to leave my home if the guests street park…rather than for some reason use the completely functional driveway the building has. They do so anyway. I have them towed. One lady came out while I was sitting on the stoop because I had told my daughter I was calling the tow truck (not even loudly, she must have been creeping). She tried to shame me by saying “you just have to ask nicely” to which my response was “you just have to read” and pointed at the sign, and the yellow line reading “do not park.” She really wanted me to feel bad or something, which I didn’t, and I still do not. I have explained to the owner that I won’t be asking nicely to use my driveway in the home I pay for from the guests of a hotel, I will be documenting, and I will have them towed. Hasn’t happened in a while. Idk why this bitch thought she could talk to me like I was an npc in my own neighborhood.
My own enjoyment? Those who have claimed “love” have always taken away from that. So now I live for me.
Age 5 or 6 via the teenage boy next door who came over to my house with his little brother to play. Later at 16 via my sisters secret 30-something year old boyfriend. Then again at 19 by another 30-something man when I was sleeping in my bed in my own home while my roommates partied. My ex would always withhold affection, pout, and be downright mean if I declined sex. Suffice to say I haven’t had a good relationship with it, in general. And I’m not sure it’s worth the trouble at this point.
The nice lady who sold me my home left a fancy washer and dryer set and it can connect to my internet but my fucking question remains why lol. Fridge is normal thankfully.
Lost in a cave in the dark for me.