

Yorkshire Gold, two sugars, splash of evaporated milk.
ugly bag of mostly water
don’t keep sweatin’ what I do 'cause I’m gonna be just fine
Yorkshire Gold, two sugars, splash of evaporated milk.
I am in the back of the station wagon, unfettered
Thursday, I don’t care about you
Not significant but casual. E.g., when I’m headed to wawa and I ask my husband if he wants anything, he says “yeah, a blue gatorade”.
No, of course it’s not healthy. I’m just saying it’s not violent.
In a marriage/committed partnership, I think most people would consider a fight to be an argument with raised voices and some ill feeling. I really don’t think most people consider shouting to be violent. Upsetting, maybe, but violent?
In a high cost-of-living area, it absolutely can be. And lots of tech jobs are in HCOL areas.
By the time NYE rolls around, I’m tired of festivities, not just because my social battery gets deleted, but also because the food served at gatherings really sets off my IBS. This time of year I opt out of as much holiday stuff as I can without upsetting anyone, and I almost never do anything special for the new year.
I have no clue what Geocities is
Pardon me while my bones crumble to dust
It’s a trickle-up economy.
It’s on the Buffy the Vampire Slayer soundtrack “Radio Sunnydale”, and the song before it is Blue by Angie Hart. So these two songs are linked in my head, and every time I listen to one, I immediately have to listen to the other. How’s that for a Pavlovian response? ;)
Probably not. Bearing = birthing, rearing = raising.
What the fuck.
Funny…I think of Aimee Mann!
I quit my PhD program in Physics because the misery wasn’t going to be worth the eventual paycheck, especially because I refused to work for contractors in the military-industrial complex. I ended up working for a while and got an MS in Applied Statistics, which is meh. Physics actually interested me. Statistics bored the shit out of me but it was useful for the field I ended up in. But now I’m retired, which is pretty satisfying!
Nobody’s going to want to be around you if you’re volatile and hurtful. And “I can’t help it” is a thin excuse. These are things you absolutely could control, you just have to try.
You sound young. Get control of yourself and develop some empathy. And while you’re at it, do something about your internalized misogyny. These two passages ought to create some cognitive dissonance for you: