so many things are on my mind its like somewhat random thoughts lol
Wonders how many voted brexit
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Easyjet passengers stranded in Milan by border check queues
About 100 people missed their flights because of border control queues at Milan's Linate airport.
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Brexit was a test run for how to use social media to mass manipulate the public. And its ramifications continue today. Look at the US. Look at how much damage was created by social media.Wonders how many voted brexit
Easyjet passengers stranded in Milan by border check queues
About 100 people missed their flights because of border control queues at Milan's Linate airport.
I'm not remotely shocked that folks want to ban kids from its use.
many things are on my mind lol
There's one world for me and another world for everyone else.
Motivational Instagram post: "Discipline is the key! Clean your room! Run a 5K every morning!"
Me: "I'm disabled. I wear ankle braces. I couldn't run a 5K if my life depended upon it."
What irritates me is seeing these motivational posts squawking about how cleaning your room will change your identity (You mean the identity I've built for the past ten years? What identity do I change TO?)
As if cleaning my room will somehow magically give me the answers that I've been seeking for the past ten years.
Even if I WERE to clean my room, I'd still be disabled. I'll still have deformed ankles. I still won't be able to stand for an extended period. I'll still be wearing ankle braces.
Motivational Instagram post: "Discipline is the key! Clean your room! Run a 5K every morning!"
Me: "I'm disabled. I wear ankle braces. I couldn't run a 5K if my life depended upon it."
What irritates me is seeing these motivational posts squawking about how cleaning your room will change your identity (You mean the identity I've built for the past ten years? What identity do I change TO?)
As if cleaning my room will somehow magically give me the answers that I've been seeking for the past ten years.
Even if I WERE to clean my room, I'd still be disabled. I'll still have deformed ankles. I still won't be able to stand for an extended period. I'll still be wearing ankle braces.
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I just got home from my mother's memorial service in Rancho Mirage. It was a lovely tribute. My brother put together a slideshow of our mom's life from dozens of photos, many of which I'd never seen before. I also had a chance to meet many of the friends my mom made later in life.
R.I.P. Alice Harnell, née Alice Natalie Krone, 1930-2026.
R.I.P. Alice Harnell, née Alice Natalie Krone, 1930-2026.
I've never understood people who are obsessed with cleaning. Unless your room is covered in dust, mold or body waste, cleaning it will not improve your life.As if cleaning my room will somehow magically give me the answers that I've been seeking for the past ten years.
Even if I WERE to clean my room, I'd still be disabled. I'll still have deformed ankles. I still won't be able to stand for an extended period. I'll still be wearing ankle braces.
Just my luck. Was listening to Queens of the Stone Age's "Songs for the Deaf" on my phone, with my bluetooth headphones, but needed charging. Have another way to listen to this album tonight.
Same here, I clean my house when I feel like it. I refuse to be a slave for my own home, and why should I? When I rarely get visitors?
You know you are senile when you wonder if you should ask the thread creator if your post would be OK....and then realize that YOU created the thread back in 2017.
"Neurotics build castles in the air; psychotics live in them. My mother cleans them." -- Rita Rudner
still wondering if dreams in our sleep are real but based in alternate earths in the multiverse
Dialing up my anxiety level talking about dreams with roommates.
Mostly the idea of inducing nightmares by thinking about unpleasant dreams before bed.
Mostly the idea of inducing nightmares by thinking about unpleasant dreams before bed.
I haven't had a single nightmare since I started taking anti-anxiety medication to treat my phobias many years ago. The fact that I'm a fan of horror movies probably helps too. There's nothing my brain can come up with to scare me. The more horrifying my dream is, the more I enjoy it. The only negative emotions I can feel in my dreams are frustration, work-related stress and very rarely guilt.
In that case some of mine mean I have changed sexes.... I had one scary one last year being chased by a horde of yelling guys and when I passed by a shop window I was a woman in a dress running
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