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Someone after my own heart.. Debian for my servers, lmde for my laptop, the way it was meant to be.

There was a short lived candybar called PB Max that I’ve been craving for like the last 20 years. It actually tasted like peanut butter which, despite my love for peanut butter cups, just completely outdid them for peanutty goodness.

Ha! This is a glorious future we’re living in…

I have no opinion on the Star Wars/Dune debate but that is one fantastic comment. Kudos to the author, brought me quite a smile.

Everyone knows “11 strikes and you are out”.

I wish I could figure out if I have it. I asked my doctor how to get diagnosed, he said I’d need to talk to a psychiatrist. I got a referral and tried to setup and appointment but they said I couldn’t be tested since I have no history of it. They instead want to put me on antidepressants but I’ve gone through enough of them to know that ain’t what my issue is.

Mental health care in this country is a fucking joke.

the garage. I was 6 or 7, my mom was undergoing a major health situation and the medication wasn't doing her mental processes any favors. One morning she was running late and so asked me to start her car. I'd never started a car in my life, I had no idea what to do and I couldn't reach the pedals so I asked my younger sibling to help out. I stayed on the floor and operated the pedals, my sibling was in charge of the key.

mind you, this was a stickshift and it was parked in the driveway, facing the garage door.

I have no idea what we actually did, I only remember the crashes as we went through the garage door and through the back wall. The front of the car now blocking the alley, we yanked the key ran to hide because we had just taken down a fucking building ruined mom's new car, and thought we were going to be killed. Of course she instantly realized what happened and knew that she was at fault so when she found us we were of course in no trouble; but man, what a ride that was...

I am not a conspiracy theorist. Reality is trying it’s damnedest to make me one.

the patron saint of the right spent most of his presidency with a head full of mush, they don’t care. It’s the same reason the age stuff resonates with Biden only, the right wants useful idiots who will sign off on their fever dreams. A non-functional brain is a virtue to them.

Ain’t a typo, I just won’t type that assholes name :)

It is this kind of news that has allowed me to catch my breath. I no longer see a turnip dictatorship as an inevitability; a real and immediate danger, but one that feels less and less likely.

I've known for a long time I should try to get a diagnosis but I'm afraid of changing now that I've spent 40+ years figuring out how to live.