One of the men I’ve most respected and most trusted in my life told me once (at the time a teenager) that when he was in his 20s, women in their 20s were so hot and seeing a barely clothed young woman was so hot. But he said that now that he was in his 40s, women in his 40s were so hot and whenever he looked at a woman in her 20s all he could think of was that she could be his daughter and that he just felt protective and there was nothing hot or attractive about her.

I’m a woman, but when I was in my teens and early 20s guys in their teens and early 20s seemed so attractive and anyone older was not it. Now that I’m in my early 30s I’m so attracted to men in their 30s and I look at teens and guys in their early 20s and they just seem like babies to me. I actually deal with a lot of young guys with my work and they’re all cool people and I love talking to them, but dating them? Ugh, no thank you. They were in elementary school (or younger) when I was graduating high school. So yeah, I think for a lot of people your goalposts move as you move, and that’s not a bad thing. I also am curious as to whether I’ll someday find 60 or 70 year old men hot, but I’ve got a long ways to go.

Halsin makes you wait til Act 3. Got to lift the shadow curse first.

Am a renter and I have an extinguisher provided for me. There is one in my kitchen that I always keep in reach and one right outside my front door. My last apartment did not provide one so I went out and bought one. I’d rather “waste” $40 than lose my belongings. I’d also like to get a fire blanket at some point, should really stop putting it off.

I feel like the Curad bandages I got in the stores always sucked, but I found different ones on Amazon (I know I know, I hate Amazon too) and they’re bigger in comparison to Bandaids, noticeably better quality, and stay on forever if you don’t pull them off.I’ve stuck one on and forgotten about it until over a week later when I realize its still on. I don’t know why they’re different than what I’ve always seen in the stores. I’m also wildly allergic to Band Aid brand adhesive to the point that I have scars shaped like bandages and I’m only very mildly allergic to whatever Curad uses.

Can I make a plug for Curad bandaids? So much better than band aid brand and you can get all the available sizes in fun colors. I may be an adult, but I’d like a bright orange band-aid on my skinned elbow thank you

I keep seeing my abusive parent in my dreams. I’m NC with them and have no idea why they are haunting my dreams except that I’m extremely stressed right now. I dreamed about them the other night, from what I remember it wasn’t even a nightmare, we were just talking. I woke up full on hyperventilating with my heart pounding out of my chest. I’ve also been dreaming about solving endless calculus problems. Every night, just calculus all night. I can’t wait until this semester is over.

How does that work for laying flat? If your stomach sphincter doesn’t close, do you have issues with reflux coming back up if you lay flat/try to sleep too soon after eating, or does the backwash stop it enough that it doesn’t matter your position? Either way, it sounds awful.

I agree. I honestly hate boss battles. I love playing video games on hard mode, but for some reason boss battles have never filled my soul with joy or given me a sense of satisfaction when I’m done. They just irritate me. I definitely have games where I’m on the hardest difficulty for normal game play and then right before every boss battle I’m going into settings changing the difficulty to story mode so I can knock them down in 5 hits and move on with the game.

I’m both a total skeptic who likes to debunk everything possible and also a firm believer that there are just some weird things in this world. I’ve had a bunch of odd experiences, this one is honestly one of the least creepiest but it’s weird because it happened in broad daylight when my brain was fully turned on, focused, and not in a state that you’d think I’d “make up” something.

So anyway, back when I was an EMT on the ambulance, my partner and I got dispatched to respond to assist state police who were already on scene for a call. The address we were dispatched to was kind of a rural road, and there was a small cluster of houses, a business with a couple outbuildings, and a parking lot for the business in between. Dispatch told us ahead of time that the call was in the houses but per the state police we were supposed to come into the parking lot where they were parked.

My partner is driving, I’m in the passenger seat navigating. It’s the middle of the day, broad daylight, and I wasn’t tired or stressed or anything. We get on scene and my partner pulls the ambulance into the parking lot and we’re both looking around to see where the police are. I catch movement from the outbuildings of the business and very distinctly see the face, upper torso, and right arm of a dark haired man in a dark blue long sleeved shirt casually lean out from between two of the outbuildings of the business, make eye contact with me, and wave his arm in the universal “over here” gesture before leaning back out of sight. I remember saying to my partner “hey, they’re over there, that’s weird, they were supposed to be at the houses not at the business, but whatever” just as a few things happened simultaneously. First, we both realized that the police cruisers were parked on the other side of the parking lot by the houses where they said they’d be, second, it hits me that state police in that state don’t wear dark blue, and third my partner pulled the ambulance to where I had seen the man wave and we both realized that no one was there. There was no possible way anyone could have disappeared that fast as the time from me seeing him to us pulling up was seconds and the outbuildings he had been between were both long with no doors or windows to enter and there was nothing on the ground between them that someone could have ducked under or behind.

I was like ok, well that’s really odd because I definitely saw someone but anyway there’s no one there now so let’s proceed down to where the police actually are. My partner was weirded out and asked if I was feeling ok or seeing things and I had no idea what to say except that I was fine and had no explanation. That was years ago and I still think back to that and wonder wtf I saw because most spooky experiences you hear about are at night or in a creepy location but this was neither of those.

When I was a kid my mom used to get American cheese sliced behind the deli counter all the time and they always gave us the slices in a stack and it never combined.

I can’t stand American cheese, nasty fake stuff, but I got cheddar cheese slices behind the deli the other week for the first time in awhile. Instead of just slicing it and giving it to me in a bag like every other time in my life, they individually wrapped every slice in a thin plastic. I got home and was like what in the plastic hell is this? So wasteful and it was a real PITA unwrapping it all.

Agreed! I’m a boring person (that’s why I’m on social media)

I used to work for a boss who would proudly say shit to my face like “it’s my job to get the most out of you for the least amount of money”. I used to respond by flat out refusing to do work saying “you’re paying me $12/hr, you’re getting $12/hr worth of work from me. You want me to work harder? Give me a raise.” We were understaffed and they refused to hire enough people to do the work (our work load more than tripled and they refused to hire any additional staff. Another location had more staff and way less work coming in daily). When my boss started regularly panicking that the work was never done at the end of the day and his ass was going to get handed to him by corporate I was like “huh, that sucks for you, I’m done at 5 and don’t give a shit. Maybe you should hire a few extra people like we keep asking”

Idk, is there universal Healthcare in Tamriel? Lol but I guess I wouldn’t have any money because I’d have died early on, so I’d still be better off without rent to pay :)

My husband and I had a conversation about this once. Why do we always end up rich with multiple houses in video games, when we’re broke AF in real life? Why can’t we transfer some of that into the real world. Then we realized the answer. Crime. We play criminals in video games. Skyrim? I’ll have 300,000 gold and 6 houses by level 40. I’ll also have robbed every single house, every NPC, and shop in every hold. Damned morals keeping me from doing that in the real world.

A knee locking up sounds far more painful than an ankle! I hope you somehow find a resolution!

Nah, my parents wouldn’t take me and when I was an adult I didn’t have money/care enough to go find another doctor who I figure also won’t care. I’m also no longer an athlete (because of said ankle, but now I’m just old and lazy) so it’s not a big deal. If it hurts, it hurts.

When I was 10 I started having issues with my ankle joint “locking” into place. I wouldn’t be able to bend it forward or back (like you need for a walking motion), and would have to roll it around gently sideways and slowly get a wider and wider ROM in my roll until it popped and I could do a straight back and forth motion and walk normally again. As a young athlete, it was a bitch, because I’d be sprinting down the soccer field and mid stride my ankle would lock and I’d be fucking hobbling. Finally at 13 my parents decided maybe it was an issue worth seeing a doctor for. The orthopedic specialist told me he had no idea what was going on, that puberty does weird things to kids heads and it was all in my imagination. Told me by the time my hormones stabilized it would go away, said just wait til 15 or so, I promise you’ll be fine. I’m in my 30s and the fucking thing locked up as recently as last week, so he’s clearly a genius.

FYI GOG lets you decide whether or not to update, and if you update and don’t like the update or it’s buggy you can roll it back. They don’t have as wide a selection as steam, but they have a lot, and they actually have a ton of old games too. I love it for games that I’ve modded and the mods get abandoned, I can play my modded version forever

My mom, older genX, was a stay at home mom with a very part time job my whole childhood. She always complained that my dad didn’t do enough to get us more money, but refused to work because she was the woman.

She also complained to me after I got married that she thought my husband and I would be fun loving people who did fun things, but apparently we had given up just like all the young people. She said it seemed no one young wanted to do anything with our lives anymore, we just worked and stayed at home and were boring people wasting our lives. She said she thought we’d be better but she guessed she was wrong. At the time there were 3 days total a month where my husband and I both had off work, every other day one or both of us were working. We literally didn’t have time to go on vacation or go out to do fun things, we were always working or trying to catch up on errands. Bitch, I have rent to pay, unless you are going to chip in, fuck off, because if you think this is the life I chose think again.

It was very busy and stressful. I think I’ve taken on more than I’m capable of handling and I’m doing a poor job at all of it and I feel inadequate and stressed and like my mental health is balancing precariously. The good news is I should get a break in a few months. I just need to keep juggling these knives until then and hope I don’t hit an artery. Like so much of humanity, I just wish the world would stop spinning for a little bit.