any recommendations for making new mates? Realized in psych yesterday I've had a few mates drop away and have become actually pretty friggin lonely. Not much of a sports guy and obviously a bit time poor.
Yeah there’s a light bug going around. Dry cough, runny nose. It’s not too bad just annoying.
Kid is coughing up a storm and the Mrs is saying she’s coming down with “something”, so it’s going around, whatever it is.
LOVE Sydney. To visit that is. Couldnt pay me to live there.
real cuppa-and-a-book vibes here today. Struggling through despite this.
I keep calling the cat "kiddo".
as in its all about the collapse and world war?
Russia is a permanent member of the security council. Russia. The country currently invading Ukraine, who undermined US elections, who shot at a nuclear power plant and dug trenches at Chernobyl, who sow the seeds of discontent at every chance they get. Russia. Yeah the US vetoing aint the problem here.
an ash tray on a motorcycle would at least look cool. The UN is as useful as an umbrella during a tornado.
I had this dream that a young man had died but fortunately, you could be cloned on the event of your death. Everyone had been told that the new clone would take some time to adjust and memories to awaken, but after some initial tests I was sent home.
The family saw me as their son, but my memories were not coming as easily as I was told they would. The young man had set traps, clearly "he" didnt trust "Me". If i tried to turn on "my" computer it would ask for a password, then fake format itself if I didnt get the sequence right. I saw "I" had a apple watch, but when I asked about "My" phone I got given an old qwerty nokia that was locked. Asking pop culture questions I'm told I should know, but I didn't. Math ciphers I'm told "I" used to love that meant nothing to me.
I couldn't get on an unrestricted device to access the internet to research myself or who I was supposed to be. "My" siblings were growing suspicious (who look exactly like MY real life sibling), but "his" parents accepted me regardless. But all the while a name is ringing in my head. My name. And its becoming increasingly apparent throughout this whole ordeal that they've given this poor family a body with the wrong mind in it, MY mind.
And man, I would totally read that book or watch that TV show. Whole thing preys on this desire for a new beginning, but when I woke up I've never been so happy to be me! 10/10 dream, well done subconscious.
Dumb question, but does anyone else remember the 90s being a time of feeling like there was so much potential and new shit on the horizon? Or was that just cause I was young?
Kids got gastro. Has had it all weekend. We thought he was better, but I just ended up covered in puke so me thinks not better.