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Cake day: June 14th, 2023

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  • We keep DST for more months than ST so I think more people like it more.

    I kinda think it runs backwards, making the sun set even earlier in the clock day during winter. So much more dispiriting to come home in the dark than to go to work in the dark.

    My argument for ending it is that you can’t make days longer or shorter by moving the clock around, but I think we should just keep adding weeks onto DST and taking them away from ST until eventually it’s just DST. But settling on either scheme would be ok, better than switching back and forth.


  • That’s funny, my best friend growing up was from Taiwan and her dad kept trying to get her to eat more to get fat. “Eat more! Be fat like ike Pei Shin!” (her fat sister).

    Is it so different in China or is it just that your mom would complain you were skinny, complain you are fat, complain you are short, complain you are tall?




  • Oh we have the worst, most starved public transportation, half the buses run only every hour, and on the bike to work - only to work - I do occasionally get there faster if there is traffic but there is no bike lane, I either use the sidewalk if no pedestrians, or the road if people are using the sidewalk. Traffic has to be pretty damn bad before I can move faster than the cars, I still have to stop at the same lights.

    We have the most generous annual E bike voucher raffle in the nation, I believe, and the city is working on bike lanes, but really, the road between my house & work has no bike infrastructure at all. The public transportation problems are because that’s funded by the county not the city, the suburbs don’t want to pay for it. But inside the city we need it.



  • No.

    Guys, correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think y’all are really trying to sleep with all your friends, right? You do have friends who are like sisters not people you can see as partners?

    I don’t have a best friend who isn’t my husband but am friends with straight men who aren’t my husband. My old boss comes over sometimes, we hang out, we are absolutely not into each other in ‘that way’. The brother of my ex, same. Just good friends.

    Also, if you’ve already established that your boyfriend doesn’t care, why are you asking? If it’s his belief that all guys are absolutely indiscriminate and would always try with any of their friends, maybe ask him if that’s how he feels about all his friends who are women?



  • Oh I was maybe 22, 23, loudly singing along with Elton John as he belted out “love I feel it in my haaaands, I can tell by the things I would do with another maaaan!” when I realized that probably was not something someone would sing back then. It literally had never occurred to me that he could be singing anything else, and it still sounds like that to me.

    Love lies bleeding is the NAME of the song, but I’d never heard it announced or seen it.

    Love lies bleeding in my hands

    Oh it kills me to think about you with another man



  • That just looks like a facelift. Like damn near all actors get. Why do people compare younger pictures with older ‘done’ pics instead of old before and old after? Some ladies here at my work had eye lifts that came out great - they both look better - but if you compared their look now to when they were 45 of course they won’t look as good.

    Damned if you do, damned if you don’t IMO.


  • Mostly I love being physically embodied, I love seeing and feeling, eating, sex, lived being pregnant, I love having a physical body and consciousness.

    What sucks to me is not necessarily physical decline - in general I’ve been able to handle what is thrown at me. I do hate time though. Hate the way we experience it in one direction. Hate the irreversible past that leads to the unavoidable future, it seems to just all be rolling out with no way to change it, every action came from some past action. Not just a big ship to turn, more like it will turn or it won’t but we can’t make anything happen that wasn’t already going to happen. Our present the irreversible past of tomorrow’s unavoidable future.