When someone puts a house up for sale and all the photos of the house are photoshopped in some way, with fake added furnishings in every room. I'd so much rather see an empty room than that fake shit. Or hell, even if it's not empty, show me the current owner's shit, I don't care.
My first computer that I bought myself was a Dell Inspiron laptop that I bought in 2000. It was about $1,500 if I remember correctly, and had 256 MB of RAM. Sounded like a plane about to take off every time you turned it on, the fans were stupid loud.
The first computer my parents bought was in the late '80s/early 90s that ran MS-DOS. I don't remember the brand name, but my brother and I used to play "Castle Adventure" on it. We drew maps of the screens on paper notepads to make our own cheat sheets.
I've applied for several jobs with the federal government on USAJobs over the years. Several have required an essay, but it's always been dippy work-related questions like "What do you consider essential in an employee or colleague?" and stuff like that. I have NEVER seen an essay question that was related to the current administration at the time, or anything political at all. This is very fucked up, and not surprising coming from TACO Don at all.
When I was little, I did something bad (I don't even remember what it was), and my mom got angry with me about it, and I was already crying, and I asked her "Do you still love me?" and she said "I don't know", and that shit has stuck with me forever and I'm sure contributes to the fact that I don't truly trust anyone. If I brought it up to her now, she'd 100% deny it.
Yeah, this is what I did, started them out inside, with a Vivosun heat mat, lights, and a tent. I had hoped it would be warm enough here now to start moving the operation outdoors.
I've been using Miracle-Gro Potting mix and then adding Espoma Garden-Tone. It seems pretty light, but after a few waterings, it does look like it's getting bogged down in the pots a bit. The roots have looked pretty decent so far that I've noticed when transplanting them to larger containers, but next year I'll get some perlite for sure. There was a bit in the seed starter mix I used for the seedlings, but maybe I should have mixed that with the potting mix a bit more in the earlier stages.
I've had some pretty dumb thoughts while high. I've always been a lightweight with weed - The "Happy, Hungry, Sleepy" cycle of being high happened for me in the span of about 90 minutes, so while all my friends were having a hysterical time or went out after we smoked, I would already be passed out. Needless to say, dumb "things" never happened for me, because I literally couldn't stay awake long enough for them to happen.
The dumbest thought I ever had while high was that I convinced myself I had two brains, and that one brain could predict the thoughts of the other brain before it thought them. Yes, really. And that's why I haven't smoked in like 25 years.
Saaame. I had to stop watching The Walking Dead because it gave me nightmares. I really wanted to watch The Last of Us but I know it would do the same.
This is my first time growing anything from seed, so I don't really have anything to compare it to, but I think it's been helpful? I'm in the Northeastern US and it's still cold here, so I think it's been good to have.
It's definitely not warm enough here yet. I do have two grow lights on either side of the table that are on 12-13 hours a day, but I might try the tin foil trick someone else mentioned.
I had them in a warming tent with a reflective surface in the beginning, but then they got too big for it, and with the repotting, they won't fit at all, so that's a good idea.
I never played Oblivion, only Skyrim, which I loved. Is it worth buying the remastered edition, or is it gonna be so similar to Skyrim that it's not worth the money?
This is interesting to me because in the moment after accomplishing something, I feel great about it. It's only after time has passed that I look back at that accomplishment and my collective accomplishments throughout life and think to myself "omg, I haven't done anything, I'm such a loser", when I have in fact done plenty of things. I have no idea where that thought process comes from. I am not afraid to succeed; I have had to work hard for some, but not all, of my accomplishments. Maybe it's a "comparing myself to others" thing?
Back when my brother still lived with my mom, he, a full-grown adult, had a set of four square whiskey stones made of metal that he kept in the back of the freezer that he would add to a glass of whiskey every now and then. One night my mom texts me a picture of the whiskey stones while he's not in the house with "I FOUND THESE IN THE FREEZER!" "ARE THESE DRUGS???" "WHAT IS THIS??" Like holy fuck, are you serious? Yeah, sure, they're drugs, Mom. Cubed metal is all the rage on the streets these days. You just swallow them whole and get high as fuck.
When someone puts a house up for sale and all the photos of the house are photoshopped in some way, with fake added furnishings in every room. I'd so much rather see an empty room than that fake shit. Or hell, even if it's not empty, show me the current owner's shit, I don't care.