

The US. In my dad’s time it was percolator brewed (the literal worst way to brew) or with low grade, super roasted. I drink medium roast or lighter and drip brew or pour over. Vast vast difference.
The US. In my dad’s time it was percolator brewed (the literal worst way to brew) or with low grade, super roasted. I drink medium roast or lighter and drip brew or pour over. Vast vast difference.
Coffee. My dad was in the navy in the 70s and you could tell by the tar he drank. Never got into it. Early 20s I got hired as a delivery boy for a coffee shop. A perk was that it came with free coffee drinks. Turns out I didn’t hate coffee, I hated the swill my father brewed. Good coffee was quite good.
Ugh. I’m the opposite. I hate mine. It’s a middling mattress that can’t hold its edge shape. Mine is now a slope. Also moving them is somehow worse than moving a spring mattress which is already terrible!
Vtubers. I get the cute anime girl thing and I like fan art of them as I do other anime. But the models move wayyyyyy to exaggerated. It hits uncanny valley for me.
Also I don’t get the parasocial relationship of chatting in a huge room of other followers. The chat is scrolling by at a hundred miles an hour and you’re competing with everyone else for their attention.
Making anything. All of my hobbies are making. Making pickles or beer or bread or dried snacks or canned jams. Designing and 3d printing my own widgets. Organizing and cleaning. Structure.
Gasp. The things I felt seeing this image.
Looks like something water jet channel would do.
Anything advertised on youtube or a local sports radio station.
Idk. I’ve forgotten anything that really answers this question. I only remember the really good or bad stuff. I find that interesting in of itself. I would only change the traumas or my responses but then that violates the “doesn’t change much” part.
Work - that I do math and science and stuff all the time. Reality - I do that some times. The rest of the time is investigating why an operator put toilet paper into the gear box or other oddities. People are weird.
Hobby - that 3d printing can make anything and it’s better bc it’s printed. Reality - it’s just another tool, does some things well, others not. 3d printed houses are, in general, stupid PR stunts.
Navigation app the prioritizes things important to me. I’ll got an extra distance if I turn less or I right turn only or I have no speed bumps.
I don’t think this shows how much people care about me. This would show how much people depend on me. I’m the breadwinner and major organizer of my family. They’d fall apart within hours.
Oh no.
Worst pain in my life physically was appendicitis. It set a new high bar.
Mentally? Hurts too much to talk about.
I literally cannot think about it. We are tiny boats on the sea of aristocratic whims. I just wanna make sure my kids are fed and try to teach them to be good people. If I start to think about the greater picture, I spiral into very dark places. I constantly remind myself to focus on what I can control.
Waiting so long to cut off a toxic parent. Not spending more time with a good parent. Not going to therapy sooner.