That’s not what a straw man is.

I’m the most awful by merit of being an obnoxious idiot, and not yet but there’s still plenty of time

I don’t want to be celebrated, so it’s up to other folks if they want to celebrate my birthday. I’m certainly not going to remind them.

I went dirt bike riding with my dad and my brother. My brother hadn’t ridden in a while, so dad started to go over the basics with him. He had other ideas however.

“I know what I’m doing”, my brother complained, interrupting the explanation. He then proceeded to start the bike, rev the handle all the way, and dump the clutch. He popped a wheelie and got maybe five feet before he fell over. Funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

Touched an arm to the air fryer basket accidentally, now I’ve got a lovely horizontal scar on the side of my wrist

I’d recommend don’t make waves. Getting mad at this person won’t make the situation any better, but it will make you look like more of a problem to management. They tend to remember who problems are when it comes time to fire people.

Sage advice I got from my dad: being kind to others greases the wheels of diplomacy, and it doesn’t make them a bit more bulletproof.

I’d rank French toast below a good waffle, but I would still not pass it up

If I impress people enough they might be willing to give me the D

Animal rights

Been replaying re4, stuck at the fight against ramon. Also playing lots of Hades 2, I’m up to six fear now.

It was a beanie and also quite some time ago. I don’t really like to wear hats.

Definitely echoing the talk to a medical professional comments. I have pretty severe depression and that sounds a ton like the fatigue I’ve been dealing with. Especially if youve also been feeling hopeless, irritable, had problems with appetite (too much or too little), problems with sleeping too much or too little, or anything like that.

Quest 64. It wasn’t even funny bad, it was just boring.

I don’t experience motivation hardly ever, but I sure have plenty of obligations to keep me moving. It’s a matter of forcing yourself to do the thing until you break apart and die as far as I’ve discerned.

Probably the Indian restaurant in downtown. I love Indian food, and there’s so many other delicious places to eat I have no idea how this place is still open. The one time I went it was so dirty I could see the dirt on the bathroom door from a distance. The food was spiceless, bland, and generally tasted like trying to make American flavored Indian food. I, and everyone I’ve talked to who’s eaten there, got food poisoning afterward.

It’s almost comically bad. I’m convinced it’s a front for some other operation because this place has been open for years.

Chickpeas, as long as you’re into that

I go in assuming no one will like me and then I’m just pleasantly surprised whenever they do. Like, only 5% didn’t like you? Not too fucking shabby, well done!

No, I’m really bad at falling asleep at that point. I’m much better at falling asleep when I’m sorta awake and still have things I need to do before I fall asleep.

I only speak two languages: English and bad English.