Now I want an ice cream sandwich...

I want to know more of these.

Ouch

People often think I’m an extrovert, because I’m loud and gregarious.
But I have limited energy for people and need to be alone to recharge. I’m very much an introvert, but I’m not shy or quiet.

I did some cutting as a teen. I never really thought about why, but in retrospect, I think it was sort of like a pressure release. Physical pain to drown the mental pain. Later in life, I settled for piercing, cutting hair, and running.
Running really helped a lot. I would run until I was totally depleted, then turn around and run home.
Sometimes I still need a good piercing though. It’s the same thing, but a little more acceptable.

Yes. This is surprisingly uplifting. I shall prepare for this impending murder.

Omg. Give it to me. I’ll take the kitty. Now.

Not seeing a compelling reason to.

I would love that life for any fraction of that offering.

Yeah. Restaurants rarely make up the difference. In the US, your server is most likely not being paid by the house (the $2.15 covers taxes and little more). So, (in the US) if you choose not to tip, you are suggesting the server doesn’t deserve to be paid for the time and energy they spent serving you. It’s a shitty system, but it is the dominant system. There are some restaurants that charge higher prices and pay the servers a regular wage. Those restaurants generally ask you not to tip or collect additional tips to be divided amongst staff.
Bottom line, in the US, if you’d don’t leave a tip, you’re telling someone they don’t deserve to be paid. I’ve had some pretty bad service, but never any so bad that I thought someone didn’t deserve to get something for their time.

I love how there’s XKCD comics taped all over above and below it.

I had a dog that was terrifyingly brilliant. “They” always say that dogs don’t understand mirrors. And I’ve certainly met my share of dogs that very much don’t. But Maggie did. And not just in the hey-that’s-my-reflection sort of way.
I have a long wardrobe mirror and she was laying in front of it. We made eye contact in the mirror. Thinking I was going to trick her, I gestured like I was stalking her. I was going to grab her, and I expected her to rush toward the mirror as I did, but instead she flipped and crashed right into me. And I was so surprised because she knew right where I was and was watching it in the mirror.

I can’t find any information about the temperature tolerance of hemp plastic. That may be the real deciding factor. It sounds like maybe it’s comparable to ABS (what legos are made of), but ABS has a fairly low temperature range.

Me rn.