I know! It should be “hot diggity dog”.

Could also be job postings to convince current workers that their overwork will soon end because the company is about to hire new folks. I’ve seen that theory floated to explain the “help wanted” signs at fast food places that never come down.

I’m too pale AF to have a loving relationship with the sun. I’ve been burned too many times. I always use protection, but last weekend the sunscreen failed me :(

I still get that when I buy things secondhand, from Mercari, Abe books, or other online thrift stores. I’m waiting for a cute tokidoki vinyl figure to show up. Maybe this week, maybe next. Who knows?

Must end in an even number or 5, but cannot end in 4 or 6.

And iirc the historical reason it’s not disrespectful for women to keep their hat on is that hats were much more integrated into women’s hairdos. So, it’d be a whole production of removing hat pins, re-arranging curls, etc.

I thought it was disrespectful to wear your hat in church. Huh.

It was surprisingly easy to get my dextroamphetamine prescription through a (local) telehealth doctor. Of course, I know I have ADHD because I’m not addicted to the meds and, in fact, keep forgetting to take then.

The cheese stands alone

My dad used to disable the motherboard speaker because the noises games made back then were more annoying than fun. We eventually got a soundcard, and that was awesome.

Makes sense. I’m a librarian and we still use cards from the old card catalog for notes.

Come on, I’m counting on you!

First person, introduce yourself. Second person, introduce yourself and first person. Etc.

Yep. That’s why I’m here again. My reddit app may work for now, but the writing is on the wall in bigger, bolder letters.

Why don’t you ask the trans people you know? They’re more likely to know their reasons that we are. We’re just random people in the Internet. They’re the ones whose style causes you questions.

Yeah. I remembered the topper: the horse people were totally coming back with shovels to clean up the dung but the homeowner cleaned up before the horse people could, and so it’s still the homeowner’s fault.

This last election, I googled the candidates and voted for the ones that hadn’t tried to ban books at the local library.

I finally found a job that I enjoy and isn’t wicked stressful. I’m looking forward to going in on Monday to fix a bug that reared its head over the weekend. It’s lovely.

My previous job had little downtime, lots of deadlines, and paid more. I took mental health days a lot.

Current job pays 2/3 as much and I love it. I don’t call out nearly as often.

It’s like Facebook, but you only see posts from people geographically near you. Expect lots of lost pet posts, and drama over people not picking up after their horses when riding trails that have an easement over someone’s driveway, but oh noes the homeowner should get over themselves because they chose to live in a rural area so they should expect horse poop in their driveway and it’s good non-stinky fertilizer anyway, but oh noes etc. So much drama.

(not that I’m not still torn up about his death, but this is funny.)