They’re pretty cool, but I always have trouble making aure the twine doesn’t dig in too far

It’s kinda weird to wait until the last minute to ask if someone else can come along on a planned outing.

But the rest? I dunno. Looks like a pretty standard mixup.

Dude, I am happy as hell for you that it took this long to experience one.

Considering how rare it is for anyone to pay enough attention to the complex and difficult processing needed to feed an obligate carnivore a vegan diet without fucking it up, I’m going to call bullshit on a vegan being allowed to have a cat. If you believe that strongly in whatever it is, just don’t have a cat instead of screwing them up.

Even a dog is dubious, because again, most people can’t be trusted to make their own dog food with meat and not screw the animal up. The extra steps to make it a vegetarian diet is beyond most people, and a vegan diet is harder to manage. So, you know, pick a companion animal that doesn’t eat meat at all, you’ll all be happier.

It isn’t the diet itself that’s the problem. It’s humans being fucking morons and thinking they can handle the job when they can barely handle picking their nose. It’s like the idiots that feed their dog grapes, raisins, and chocolate because “it hasn’t hurt him any”. Yet is the word they forget to add.

And, as shitty as it will seem, vegans aren’t smarter or more reliable than anyone else. If anything, the kind of zealot that’s going to try and feed a cat vegan instead of just picking good foods that are sourced well are less capable of using their brain properly because blind faith is a sign of stupidity.

It’s about methodology and motivation, really.

Narcissistic abusers tend to things like gaslighting more than insults, or pushing the victim’s buttons to make them seem unstable to get sympathy/attention. It tends to be about manipulation over direct abuse, though there is direct abuse sometimes.

An example would be a parent that constantly criticizes their child indirectly, by comparing them to “bad” kids, and then saying how good their child has it because some parents wouldn’t put up with whatever imagined flaw is present.

Not that a narcissistic abuser never does direct abuse, they can and do. It’s just that they tend to worry about appearances, so they reserve it for limited use. Like, the kid that makes a mistake in public and then gets beat at home because they made the parent look bad.

Joke question: jeez man, why you gotta make the post all about you?

Serious question: have you engaged in narcissistic abuse of anyone?

Jfc, that’s where I got mine!

I’m legit amazed the old skinemax staple got a remake

Edit: looks like they’re not drinking remaking the movie as much as they are trying to make the book into a movie again.

Fwiw, the first Emmanuelle movie was a good movie, if not a great book adaptation. The sequels were just soft core porn with no rewatch value as movies. The sequels weren’t even good soft core tbh. Mid tier for the era, and got worse the more they made.

I mean, most people do it across, rather than along the blade, what with the necessity of detecting a burr, which can’t usually be felt length wise. You slide along the blade, and it is sharp, if you screw up you get cut.

That doesn’t take away from what you’re saying, it’s very true, no matter which direction you’re feeling. Just normal, average fingertips can pick up stuff like that, that you’d need a microscope to see. It’s a trip!

If this holds up, then mint users are rocking a thirty year old one cup drip machine that only has one button, and only makes one regular mug at a time.

Gods damn, YDI big time.

You were being a complete asshole. Shit, I’d have banned you permanently, not just temporary. Way over the line of civility.

According to Ponder Stibbons, he is obsessed with them.

If we haven’t ousted every last one of them, by whatever means necessary, before those elections, we’re fucked.

The Manitou

It’s the only horror movie that ever gave me a nightmare, even as a younger kid than I was when I saw it.

My parents were willing to let me watch horror movies pretty young, depending on the exact movie. Like, old school fifties and sixties era horror I was laughing about at 5. So they had gradually loosened the limits up because it never bothered me, nor did I get obsessed.

So we watched this one one night after I picked it out at the video rental place (vhs). It wasn’t scary per se, I did way more laughing than anything else because the effects were not impressive.

But the core idea of it, that stuck in my brain apparently, because that night, and a couple after, I had the nightmare of the Manitou growing in me.

I’ve seen it as an adult a few times, and it isn’t exactly a great movie, despite being a fairly classic example of body horror. Decent, not not great, and you have to overlook the era’s film making style.

The Wikipedia link

The trailer

I’m not aware of where it might be available, but YouTube has a few clips.

I’ve never had anyone, online or irl, know that it existed, much less having also watched it.

For my end of things, I found that shifting to focusing on understanding myself, living life, and being open to people possibly being friends ended up with more lasting friendships of any degree.

There’s a bit of magic in accepting one’s self, and accepting others with minimum preconceptions, and without expectations on them, without hoping they’ll meet expectations. It’s kind of a buddhist like thing; by letting go of the attachment to the idea of finding friends and what that means, it allows space for friendships to take root and grow.

Hell, I’ll usually let someone finger me for two bucks, a good chocolate bar, and the promise they’ll lube up.

well, truth is that most people suck. Like, objectively suck.

Then, the ones that don’t objectively suck may well subjectively suck. Like, they can be overall great people, but maybe they have a voice that grates on your ears, even though it doesn’t bother anyone else, or some minor thing like that.

Then, the ones that don’t subjectively suck may not have room in their life to have another bricks friend, or you subjectively suck for them.

Friendship is all about compatibility and time. You have to have enough compatibility to get along well enough to keep each other’s company. That’s how you build up the shared experience and bond. But it’s just as hard as finding a spouse in a lot of ways. A truly great friend is someone you’ll want in your life forever. That may only come along once in your life at all, and it’s still possible for it to not work out.

Now, it’s a bit easier to find friendly acquaintances. There may not be the depth and breadth of real friendship, but it’s people you can enjoy the company of in limited ways. Maybe it’s a hobby based connection, or bar buddies (pub pals) where you share a location. That kind of thing can turn into friendship, but rarely does.

Thing is, there’s a tendency to think of friends in unrealistic terms, much the same way it can be for spouses or partners. We have to learn what those things mean, and that learning gets skewed by fiction. Because of that, and how long fictional representation of friendship has been going on, we don’t always have good real life examples to compare. My generation, we grew up on TV, and our parents didn’t always have good friends to show us what friendship really is as opposed to the kind of imaginary examples we’d have from Starsky and Hutch type of examples.

Hell, there was a show called Friends, and it was so unrealistic and unrepresentative of how life actually is that it failed to be about what good friendship is. Not entirely, but more than it succeeded.

We’ve got a world where we can have hundreds of connections every day, and they’re still essentially meaningless because, as you said “nothing beats seeing a friend face to face regularly”.

But it isn’t selfish to want that. We all want that, even among the most misanthropic, there’s a basic human need for meaningful human contact. We’re a social animal.

The key to navigating all of that is to abandon preconceptions. Accept the many shades of what friendship can be when it isn’t the kind of deep and true friendship we all want.

What duck?

It’s easy when you use the same password for encoding everything.

I resemble this meme!