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Cremate me and grind my ashes into small particles.
Then take those ashes and mix them into dark spices like pepper as a filler. Sell it to the general population.
I will be vored. I will be inside you. I will become part of you. You cannot stop this.
Border collies tend to be hyper intelligent as far as dog breeds go. You can train them to do anything even when their muzzle is going grey. Be warned that, like most intelligent animals, this means you’ll have your hands full; but the tradeoff is that they tend to have a ton of personality.
Mac (the first dog I remember having) basically trained me to fetch.
Sirius (second dog) came up with his own game; the downstairs of my parents house is kinda like a loop, with a pair of doors leading from the kitchen to the dining room, and he loved to play “go around”. If you closed the doors he’d go around to try and catch you before you could get to the other side; and sometimes he’d fake-out, where he’d run from the living room to the hallway, and then turn around and come back. He would get so excited that he’d actually parkour off the wall to turn around. He also loved it if you just ran away and hid while he was running to the other side of the doors.
Brigid (current dog) loves playing with blankets and sometimes accidentally gets herself wrapped up in them. You can tell she was having fun if the floor is covered in blankets.
Source: mom loves border collies, so we always had one. I like them too because they’re a lot of fun.
Edit: if you wanna push them and see what they can handle, try something like fluent pet and see how many words they can learn. I haven’t tried it with Brigid, but I wish it had been a thing with Sirius; he was so ridiculously intelligent that I bet he would have been able to hold simple conversations with it.
I don’t think most people care. Granted, maybe it’s the dysphoria speaking, but I love it when someone calls me “girl” and I’m 30. None of the people I know care. If anything it feels more familiar to call someone a girl or a boy than a man or a woman. The latter two feel very “official”, while the former feel casual.
Also I’ve absolutely heard girls call a group of men, “boys”. Like, one of the white suburban mom stereotypes is to call her husband and his friends, “the boys”. Like, “hey honey, how was hanging out with the boys” or “oh, he’s off with the boys doing who knows what”.
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Edit: it’s… sadly very easy to forget that you don’t deserve the hate, which is why I didn’t put this in my post. It’s something I’ve been trying to work through lately.
Crocs. I got my first pair when I was a teenager and they still work now (edit: 30yrs old); though I recently got a new pair because the bottoms were completely smooth on the old pair.
“Ugly” cars. Aka Pontiac Aztec, PT Cruiser, Fiat Multipla, etc. Yeah, they might be ugly as sin, but they’re more interesting from a visual standpoint. I’d rather have the road filled with ugly cars than filled with cars that mostly look the same.
100% intended. But seriously, the furry community is the place where you’ll get guys being just as cuddly as gals, if not moreso, depending on your orientation.
No. Not in my experience anyway. That said, furries are a whole different breed. Furries love sharing physical intimacy. Cuddle piles in the furry community are a real thing.
Yes, that as well.
Furries? The furry community tends to be pretty tightly-knit.
Considering using it as an excuse to upgrade my PC to an actual high-end rig to avoid tariffs on PC parts. Never had a PC that was actually “high-end” but this could be an excuse to build one. Aside from that, not much at the moment. There’s too much shit that’ll be affected by tariffs and aside from my PC, I can’t really see myself buying anything new that’ll truly last me four years. As such, there’s not much of a way for me to dodge tariffs.
As an fyi, the USB 4 spec doesn’t include USB A anymore; only USB C.
Yeah, uh, “peaceful protests” are what the political machine wants. Protests can be ignored. They’re not going to give a fuck until you start burning cop cars. So no shit people are tired of protesting. I bet they’re finally starting to understand the myth of peaceful protests.
They’re not swapping by 2040. Geomagnetic poles take an obscenely long time to swap; we’re talkin’ hundreds of thousands of years. What’s gonna happen by 2040 is that Earth’s geomagnetic “North” will line up with “true North”.
The only time I’ve had someone tell me we’re living through the end times was during the whole 2012 thing, but they said it as a joke.
On the other hand, I’ve always had a feeling, even before I was a teenager and started becoming aware of the world outside my little bubble, that humanity won’t be around by 2100. I very much hope I’m wrong.
I only see people as an enemy if they’ve declared themselves as such. I’m not gonna make the first move, life is too short to make enemies with everyone I meet. That said, if you’ve got a swastika tattooed on your forehead then I’m gonna take that as a declaration that you’re my enemy.
I hope I’m out of the US by 2028. Fuck this dumpster fire of a country.
Helped my dad wrap a box in about an inch of duct tape (which was then gift wrapped) for a cousin’s Christmas present. The box was full of packing peanuts and had a false bottom with a gift card underneath. At no point had we stopped to consider whether or not it could be opened again (it took a long time to get it open lol).
I think it’s gonna get a lot worse, but if we can hold it together then it’ll be smooth sailing afterwards. Basically, I think we’re approaching several “Great Filters” and if we can get past them then we’ll be good.
If I’m not mistaken, his policies are a big reason why Minnesota is one of the big LGBT travel destinations right now. I think he was the governor who signed legal weed into law and supported really strong trans and LGBT healthcare bills that do things like force health insurance to cover gender-affirming care.
I’m not into this as a sexual thing. I will ascend and take control as my body becomes part of your chemical processes. I will become a part of you. mwahahhahah!