Again? UK. I’ve always travelled via the UK to / from Ireland to / from Germany since I don’t fly. Now with Labour it’s even worse compared to the shitshow Tories before being a queer person and next time I’ll travel via France. I’m still going to Northern Ireland, but that’s a big exception since Belfast feels like my 2nd home.
Hai (similar pronunciation as hi) = shark
I consider myself anti-religious, but I don’t knock at your door at fucking 7:30 in the morning asking if you’d like to talk about atheism. I don’t creep around public places handling out pamphlets promoting atheism. I don’t deny people their rights to be moronic simpletons who can’t think for themselves. I do, however, say ‘go jump in a lake’ to religious people whenever they bother me.
I consider every form of religion to be highly dangerous and I think every religious person is delusional, irrational and illogical, to say the least. I simply avoid them like the plague and mind my own business. It’s a massive dealbreaker for any personal relationship with me. Nope, thanks. I don’t need that in my life.
I can bend the top part of my thumbs 90 degrees backwards. It freaks people out when I do it. It doesn’t feel odd or anything.
It turned out really well because my band mate and I produced all songs in a fairly short amount of time and thus the style of each song went well with all the others. It was more indie, too. The next album was released via a well known label and they kept pestering us with changes they wanted us to do. It felt too mainstream for me to be happy with the result.
Recording my third music album in Berlin and it turned out to be the best of all records I have done so far in my life.
Never deal with people who are religious or ‘spiritual’. They are all delusional and batshit insane. Turn around, walk away, never look back.
I know a bunch of people in happy cis-hetero relationships where there is no bs going on with traditional gender role expectations. A dear friend of mine is a super sweet, sensitive and emotionally open cis-lad. He and his wife are very happy together. He’s got pink hair, dresses pretty funky and is super adorable while his wife is more on the butch side with a healthy ‘let’s do this’ hands on mentality and a nice casual look. That’s just one exampel. Almost all my hetero lady friends go for emotionally open and cute lads. Just be yourself, find the right person to date and be happy together.
I used to be straight edge (or queer edge?), but gave up a few years ago. I need my vices just so I don’t feel dead inside 24/7.
Those places are lovely, of course I know then - I’m from there :D
I’m queer and once had a date with a black woman from the States while living in Dublin, Ireland. She asked me if I could be her local tourist guide. Sure thing!
Walked her all across the shitty overpriced city centre. At some point she asked me:
“Am I the only black person around here?”
Eventually decided to ditch the CC and take a taxi to my local area.
Waltzed into my regular pub holding hands, cuddeling.
The entire place filled with white cis locals went dead silent like in a bad cliche movie.
“Harry, two pints of the black stuff, will ye?”
Peeps realised that at least I was a local and continued minding their own business.
Jeez…
I just nuked my account and fecked off to Lemmy after the API kill.
Go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over.
Needless to say I’m not too fond of my family…
I just started watching Dexter again. Hmmm…
I rarely speak well of English people or English food, but damn, thanks to them I found the holy grail of Mac n Cheese recipes.:D
Don’t worry,I learnt from my past mistakes. I’ve got solid ear protection now and also wear earplugs for all concerts I’m attending.
I used to program electronic music and play live keyboard until I wrecked my hearing on stage.
I picked up playing drums 1.5 years ago and love it. I’ve been teaching drums for almost 2 months now at a music school.
Drumming relaxes me a lot, it’s a good workout and even with my impaired hearing I can still play them.
Bingo, that’s the one. I was lucky enough to see the band live twice in their home town Paris. Each time I left the venue speechless. :)
Scotland the brave! My ex lives in Edinburgh, I so much love Glasgow.