Everyone else in your life that isn’t immoral (if you’re the only one who is) dies eventually, so every time you make a friend or start a family, you do so knowing that you will have to watch them all die someday.

Yup, exactly. It just seems like there’s no time to relax when you have kids, you always have to be “on”.

I used to take a bus home from work, and a woman that lived in my apartment took the same bus, so we always ended up walking into the building together. I’ll never forget that EVERY time when she opened her apartment door, you could hear two little kids yell “MOMMY!” the second that door was opened. Maybe some people love that, but to me it always filled me with a sense of dread and exhaustion. Here was this woman who just spent a full day at work and now she has to come home and essentially start her second job of being with her kids, who of course want all her attention. I felt horrible for her, and it wasn’t like she was skipping home all happy to see them, either.

It’s awesome. Sure, I have moments in life that suck regardless, but in those moments I always think to myself “Wow, this would be even worse if I had kids.”

Valheim

That sounds amazing but alas, bananas and plantains make my stomach hurt, so I avoid anything related.

Guilty as charged

Pasta with ketchup instead of tomato sauce

Rice with ketchup

Ketchup with ketchup

I love ketchup

This is what happens when you get two “LOOK AT MEEEE!” people on one stage at the same time

Death by violent means

Oh no! Anyway…

I would freeze it

Right!? On the one hand I feel like this guy was a dumb-dumb, but on the other hand, maybe he was never taught proper food safety, or maybe this was his first time living alone and cooking for himself and he just didn’t know any better. Sad way to die either way.

5 days??? Yikes. I feel uncomfortable if I leave food out for an hour just to let it cool down. I’ll admit I’ve done some stupid stuff with leaving food out in my younger years (pizza left in the box on the counter for 2-3 days; one time while deployed to Iraq I stupidly thought the floor of our trailer would remain cool enough to keep an open can of chip dip fresh – Newsflash: It did not), but 5 days??

So I looked into the USSS, and here from their FAQ: "Under Title 18, Section 3056, of the United States Code, agents and officers of the United States Secret Service can:

Carry firearms

Execute warrants issued under the laws of the United States

Make arrests without warrants for any offense against the United States committed in their presence, or for any felony recognizable under the laws of the United States if they have reasonable grounds to believe that the person to be arrested has committed such felony

Offer and pay rewards for services and information leading to the apprehension of persons involved in the violation of the law that the Secret Service is authorized to enforce

Investigate fraud in connection with identification documents, fraudulent commerce, fictitious instruments and foreign securities and

Perform other functions and duties authorized by law"

This leads me to wonder just how many times a SS Agent witnessed Trump committing a felony in their presence but didn’t arrest him.

We met at a café for coffee and pastries. He talked about himself non-stop, I couldn’t even get a word in, like not even to ask follow-up questions. Every so often he would realize what he was doing and then pause and sat “Oh, uh, how about you?” as though he finally remembered I was there. I could get about 2 sentences in before he took over the conversation again.

After the first date I was willing to give him a second chance because I know people can talk alot if they’re nervous, so we called each other a few times, but it was the same thing, just him talking the whole time. He would call me after work and ramble for an hour about nothing. I finally broke it off because he just never shut up.

I don’t, I just finally gained the willpower to get up and do shit even though I’m not motivated. Very often in life, you have to do shit you don’t wanna do. This doesn’t mean your life sucks and that you cannot find any joy in your day, this is simply a fact of life. Once you accept this and stop having feelings about it, it’s 100% easier to go about your day. I don’t think this is a modern day thing, either. I’m sure you could pick any time period in history and find a human that wasn’t thrilled with the idea of getting up and doing XYZ thing that they had to do that day in order to survive.

That’s terrifying.

Jesus that’s awful

That’s very cool!

I used to live in Colorado and sometimes I’d arrive to work with 3 or 4 tumble weeds stuck in the grill or under my car.