

Can I just copy your answer? I’ll change the writing one to coding. And hiking to dog walking.


Can I just copy your answer? I’ll change the writing one to coding. And hiking to dog walking.


More theaters need a rotation of classics. There’s a whole subset of movies I’d love to see in theaters again and having to wait for some small theater half an hour away to show one of those for one weekend a year is a bummer.


My first car was a broken down lemon of a 2001 BMW 325i. Electrical problems out the wazoo. Overheated and lost one of the grills on the way home. I had to replace the radiator. It needed to be kept on a charger just to start. I later learned the gas line needed to be ripped out and replaced. That was on top of the standard stuff. Brakes, rotors etc.
It was my first car purchase. I was with my Mom and we went to this real sketch back ally used car guy. In hindsight it was probably a junkyard or a parts yard. We got down to 2 cars. An manual Acura that my Mom drove and was kinda giddy for because she wants to drive a manual, and the beamer. I really wanted a BMW. I drove it around the block and it made it far enough without me noticing any problems. I was like, that’s my car now and got no push back what so ever. I paid $1500 and put in an additional $1000 before I figured out the car will probably never be a daily driver. It lasted for about 3 months. The only bright side was that I learned how to change brakes, rotors, brake lines, batteries, a radiator, and an alternator, all from that one car.
So no I don’t regret it. My Mom regrets it more actually. She always says, ‘I should have stepped in.’ Well you didn’t, ohh well.
My next car was the best car I ever owned. A 1995 Toyota Avalon. That car was so smooth. I could get it up to speed and it could stay there no gas for I shit you not 10+ miles. I’d still be driving that car if not for the fact that it got rear ended totaled.


Why wait?


BTBAM - 8x - They’re just phenomenal live. It’s a shame their crowd is on the older side now because they were one of the scary bands when I was younger. Like you’d go in their pit and be afraid. Now everybody is bopping around and there’s less chaos. But they are just as phenomenal now as they were 20 years ago.
Periphery - 5x - Same as above except their crowd is a bit younger. The shows still get rowdy. Everybody has a love or hate opinion on Spencer(their singer) but once you see him live it’s magical. Their last record is IMO their best period and I really have to see them play a couple songs off that one.
Work. I always felt kinda bad that I had a fun job and people always wanted to hear my work stories. Then it’s their turn and they’re like I crunched some numbers and printed some papers. I couldn’t care less. There’s an imbalance there we’re I have to carry a convo and almost immediately stop caring when it’s flipped to them.
Before you ask, sports broadcasting.
I do not need to know your money situation and you do not need to know mine. You ain’t my family. Even then I don’t care. Keep that shit to yourself.


Subnautica is the fastest 75 hours I ever put into a game. I blitzed it over the course of a week. The end of every play session felt like the most satisfying workout of my life. I’m not a horror gamer at all but Subnautica hits every aspect of survival horror so we’ll that I, pun intended, really submerged myself in the world of that game.


JAIL TIME! WE WANT JAIL TIME!!! LIFE IN PRISON!!
Can you email judges? If so email this fucking judge and all judges and reps.


Colors by BTBAM is probably the single most impressive prog metal album of this century. It really felt like the world stopped for that album, took it’s time to digest it in full, then started over with a renewed sense of creativity.
Periphery 1. Commercialized the sound of Skith and Meshuggah and popularized Djent as a genre.
Exoplanet by The Contortionist dropped the same summer as Periphery 1 and it marked a clear line of Deathcore to Djent. Djent took over in full swing for about 3 years. Traditional Deathcore chased the trend or fell behind.


Underoath. I was balls deep into deathcore and death metal when Underoath had their run. They were pretty lame at first. The whiny vocals didn’t do it for me at all which is crazy considering I usually like singing vocals. Then I saw them live and was blown away.
I had the opposite effect with Trivium. This was during their Shogun cycle. Saw them live for the first time and they were horrible. No bass, thin ineligible guitars. Matt missed notes left and right. The Crusade didn’t click at all and Shogun had a couple good songs. I came to the conclusion they peaked at Ascendancy and stopped caring from that point on.
Walks. Like just for sunshine and air. It used to be I was out on a bike from sun up till sun down. You’d see the old people just walking and enjoying life and think damn, I’ll never be that lame. Well here I am. No bike. Just my legs. They weren’t lame. I was a dumb teenager. Walks are awesome.


Option 3. Load the fork up with everything all at once.


Great, now I can’t wait to E.Honda the shit out of someone’s back.


Quick winter days depress the hell out of me. I need a baseline of 12 hours of sunlight.
Snow and rain. Love it. Takes all the pressure off of doing anything.
Long hot summer days also depress the fuck out of me but I can mitigate that a billion different ways.
Fall days are my comfort zone. I usually feel my best around September through November. The temp goes down. I can still wear shorts but it’s also not mind numbingly hot. My birthday and the holidays fall in that period. Usually the middle of December when it’s cold and dark by 4 my mood goes down.
Foggy days make me want to carry a machete around and hunt monsters in an abandoned town.


Oh I totally get it. But when the pattern persists, it may take another’s intervention to correct the behavior. That’s opening up a whole new can of worms.


Worse (USA)
At the age I am now(34) my parents had 3 kids and and a house. My mother was able to support us all on her salary alone. Dad worked as well and we were able to do whatever we wanted until they got divorced.
I’m upto my nose in school debt, unemployed, and living at home with mother. So are my brothers though they work. One had a baby. The other is a recovering drug addict with severe mental problems. We’ve traumatized each other in brutal violent ways. That’s a life I never want to bring other people into. Kids are out of the question until I move out. I just hope I’m not 40 and too late for that. Or worse dead.


If a person operates as if nothing is unconditional and they expect something in return or else you are deemed worthless, they’re a fucking cunt.
If a person continually makes a situation about themselves even when it’s 100% not, that’s a red flag.
If they whine and complain to get what they want or have others do for them, they’re a bad person.
Yelling at a newborn baby in a punishing manner as if they have any understanding of anything.
Voicemail crying in the corner again.
Try using it without an account. Ween yourself off it by using a different front end like redlib. It sucks using it that way but it’ll make you want to use it less and less.