Shit dude. That would financially ruin me after the first payment. (I don’t get paid in dollars nor euros, but the company does.)

What job do you do now? How bad was the pay cut? (Or unexpected pay boost)

Do you still take Ritalin? I’ve been taking Vyvanse for a year now, switching from a Concerta generic. I’m indifferent, but the lisdexamfetamine lasts wayyy longer. Also I get this strange general sense of “something great is going to happen very soon”.

Venlafaxine and Buproprion helped major with anxiety and somewhat with depression. Instead of getting anxious, I now get grumpy.

Before it was “oh shit, oh fuck”, now it’s “ugh shit, what fucking now”

Saw you were sitting at 0 points. Who tf downvotes someone’s thoughtfully written non-hostile comments?

Btw thanks for the brain wave info. I thought that was like, hippie stuff, but no it’s like, legit science.

yeah, when I take breaks from it/run out

Any tips on how to wake up during nightmares

I’ve had vivid nightmares for the last 10 years due to antidepressants and on/off cannabis use.

Even if the situation is terrifying, I eventually found peace in knowing I’m getting rest.

Let’s say I wake up now and can’t go back to sleep. It’ll be what, like 2am/3am? Now the rest of my day is fucked. Was it really worth waking up?

in capitalism I wanted to be an astronaut, but now I have a substance abuse problem and write spaghetti code for a corporate machine that would not give a shit if I dropped dead tomorrow.

Ah

So she’s having a shit day.

I can celebrate at that at, least

sorry I have legit head slowness

how do I play it

She died? May jesus provide her with a nickname that reflects the way she lived her life.

In very unrelated news, I got half of my daily steps in, so I’m going to celebrate that. I am not celebrating the death of a politician, I am celebrating achieving my difficult goal of 4400 steps.

Oh sorry I didn’t mean to come across as hostile towards you

I’m high, autistic and really fucking hate reagan

I leave you with four words: I’m glad Reagan dead

Fucking love Killer Mike

I always wondered why those Qanon numerologists never go batshit with that. It’s always something like divide by 19, check the fourth digit in the serial number for the last food item you bought and integrate the elix plane topology. Boom, this proves some random c-list celebrity drinks baby blood and wendigo semen

I’ve seen dozens of videos (not even looking for them, they just pop up on my timeline).

A bunch of buildings turned to rubble

A red crescent ambulance

People speaking Arabic in a distressed tone.

Sometimes, they pull a survivor out of the rubble

Other times, you hear family members of the deceased scream in a way that you never stop hearing in the back of your mind.

I’ve seen a lot of of these videos long before October 7th 2023.

There is a growing consensus

Like, I legit want to cry that even getting to this point has taken so long.

“Consensus” is such a fucking slap in the face of anyone who’s been paying attention, even if accidentally.

Dropping white phosphorus on civilians, bombing entire villages off the face of the map, sniping children in the head and executing journalists.

This is not a spectrum. This is not even binary. They are committing genocide.

There is a growing consensus that the pope is catholic.

I gended so crazy last night it was wild

Don’t worry, they’ll probably build taxpayer-subsidised nuclear power plants for electricity which won’t be available for access for the general public.

Reagan was just the fucking worst.

Iran-Contra, escalation of the unthinkably stupid war on drugs, sabotaging public healthcare and so much other bullshit.

I hope his grave just reeks of piss.

Nice try

The real biden, being the oldest boomer of all boomers, would have phone called me

Was dealing with a rental agent without a pfp, tried to guess his age with a message, see if he’d type “…” or asked “are you black”, but that first fucking phone call confirmed it. YES WOUTER I SAID WILL SEE YOU IN 30-40 MINUTES. IT HAS ONLY BEEN 18 MINUTES.

like, I can’t talk on the phone while driving. I could die. Someone else could die. I could get my phone confiscated in the Municipality of the City of Cape Town.

I know that’s not a problem for you, You just use the phone to WhatsApp hour long voicenotes to your ex-wife who blocked you and Chrome search “big bobs oily sex party”

My fucking OTPs, my bank, my job and my literal lifeline. I wish I didn’t need an app for any of that shit but our generations do

That’s a very good point and I 100% agree with you.

Although you get what I was trying to say. More about the power dynamics.

Looking at the job market now, I’ve got a liter of arsehole-safe bleach and a camera config setup just in case of the 0.000000001% chance my boss requires a certain image.

Is this a face-to-genitals matching game

I need to know

Why was the penis inspection necessary

https://es.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sejong_City

I got no clue man I’m high as fuck

Looks like they tried to make it the new Capital but they made a huge bunch of fuck-ups

I don’t know the direct connection to birth rates. Not sure what happened but I tapped something on accident and can’t read whatever most of the article says now.

My brother used to take Ambien

Like, too much Ambien. I heard that in the USA, you could only get 3-5 tablets or something like that prescribed. Over here in ZA, you can get a 6 month prescription with 30 tablets each repeat.

We shared a bathroom. On multiple occasions I’d walk in with the floor coated in piss. One time, I walked in while he was lying face down, dick out, on the floor completely soaked in urine.

I helped him up, he said something incompressible and tried to get him a fresh pair of clothes.

Another time he woke me up to convince me he could make things levitate. I said “nah man you’re on Ambien, go to bed”, but he kept insisting. Eventually I just caved so I could go back to sleep and watch him unsuccessfully levitate his keyboard.

I played cod once after taking 10mg. I felt like I was in the fucking jungle. Heart pounding, terrified, adrenaline flowing, tunnel vision. Fucking dominated that match though.

I then blacked out and I told someone who I haven’t spoken to in years, that I was in love with them. (I wasn’t). Deleted the message when I woke up. No follow ups, thank god.

The memories are either blackout or vaguely choppy.

Weird-ass drug. Wouldn’t recommend unless you really struggle to fall asleep. You gotta take the pill and immediately jump into bed and try to fall asleep or else face the consequences of shit you don’t remember doing.

Remember to do that before pissing on it