It’s a tie between licking ice cream and saying something is adorable.

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Using chip clips when you can tuck one side of the bag in and roll the other down.

Get you an app. I’ve been using this app for 8 years now. Coupled with the laugh from Mr. Popo in DBZ Abridged, I have no issues waking up.

There are also bedshaker alarms, and screaming meanies. The app is the cheapest option to try.

You’ve got to cast that shit out my man. Bitterness is a poison and will only turn you on yourself or others. I’m not in that situation but you have to look at things as if you haven’t met the right one yet. I won’t tell you to lower your standards but maybe consider trying to find the beauty of a person in a different light. Their intelligence, humor, mannerisms, there’s so many aspects of people to hate and appreciate.

Look at it this way, it’s hard to meet people these days. You go to parties, and find people that go to parties. You get on any dating sites? Chat rooms?

Mr. Twatters seems like a poster child for post-covid brain fog.

It’s all about attitude and confidence baby. I started losing my hair at 15, had a BALD spot by 18 and by 20 the hair on top was little scraggles. I owned it. People gave me shit for it but that’s typical when you’re abnormal. You learn to joke back and you’ll eventually realize it’s a minor issue and it won’t stop you from being you, which will be the most attractive part to anyone worth your time.

I’m 2 months from 36 so I want to weigh in, behind every great man, is a good partner. Don’t waste your youth chasing flings and living it up, find your person, someone who will help you build yourself in a better person every step of the way. Not controlling but supportive, and do the same for them.

At a 2, I have but don’t regularly.

Yes, I work as a contractor for a power company. I talk to my boss maybe once a month beyond the daily meetings when nothing is going on. I’m considered remote so there’s no office I have to go to, just jump in my truck and do my job, come home when I’m finished and get paid 8 hours. Each area has one worker so there’s no one to give you grief beyond the other departments which don’t do things right and create issues but that’s their problem, not mine. I fix what I can and move on.

I mostly drive around listening to music, talking to friends, and investigating issues. Most of my work is 30 minutes to an hour from one to the next.

There is the downside of the dangers that comes from it but honestly driving and dogs are more dangerous than the electricity if you just do your job correctly. I’d take every bad aspect of my job over sitting in a stuffy box full of bitter people who haven’t matured past grade school mindsets. Before this one, every job I had contained shitass lazy coworkers and piss poor management. At this job my work ethic gets recognized as there’s no one else to take credit for my work behind my back.

As an American it obviously has to be no healthcare bills man.