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Yay, more headlines of our grim future, back to The Sims.

Amazon just recommended a bug out bag to me. I haven't been searching for one, they just know me so well.

I love how when one of the younger dogs gets in trouble, they all jump in the kennel with them. Solidarity.

Let’s be very clear here. I’m quite nervous about the return of my man for the holidays, after our break up at the end of summer and reunification a little over a week ago. So when I’m writing this page and I say “you” or “we”, I mean me.

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I have a mental illness that makes me think if I present people with the facts and correct data they will change their mind.

I realized I have an obligation to the teenaged "me" to do something about things that bothered me back then.

The best way to avoid confirmation bias, is to adopt a falsification mindset, or look for ways to prove one's self wrong. The resulting belief is more free of errors, such as thinking the aids epidemic is caused by poppers rather than seeing that other people doing poppers weren't getting the aids.

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Secretary Kennedy, we have something important in this freezer that the CDC has been keeping from Amercans for 100 years! Go take a look!

[Click goes the lock on the door behind him]

@IrelandTorin @tippitiwichet I say wear it anyway for the hell of it. Just kinda hang out in it. Lounge. Make it fashionable.

Please don't forget that gardening and self-sufficiency are a form of rebellion against capitalism.

Omgs, on Buffy "New Moon Rising at about 17 min in, Willow is under a blanket that I fucking made myself! Those same colors! Mine might have been stripes, not chevron, but I tell you what. Whoever made that? Got a rash on their damn fingers 'cause fuck Red Heart cheapo acrylic.

Lol, maybe that would be a poetic downfall of America.

*sob* the brain worm guy is in charge of healthcare, we're gonna get smallpox

I am so not looking up whoever just got named in charge of fossil fuels. No fucking way. Back to the studio.

Hey, wait. In playing with Bob the Skull, (thank you phone for correcting the capitalization, it finally learned that is a name), I put candy in his mouth and dab wine in it, and blow smoke in his face so the soul of the person who donated their body to science can party with me. Have I been giving offerings to Persephone and Hades?

Lol, cool. I popped open my Snoop wine, took a hit, wondered what time it was, it's 4:20.

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