My parents each smoked two packs a day inside the house for the entire 20 years I lived with them, and my mom had a massive heart attack and died at age 63. I carry a lot of trauma around all that, so I have a boundary about being around people who smoke anything, really. I should have exercised it that day, but my boundaries were sort of flimsy then.
Such an obvious mail merge. I'd imagine there is a way to automate pulling the Google Street View images and pasting them in the document, but I don't know how it's done.
But yeah, I got version 1 from that article and just shook my head at such a pathetic extortion attempt. I was like, "C'mon now...everyone in my life knows I'm a polyamorous hedonist. I could sell some of them whatever video you could ever possibly have of me that you definitely don't. 😂"
Possibly from stoners? Not badmouthing weed, and I have anxiety myself so I get it, and I get that some people medicate with it for the purpose of anxiety. But holy cow man, you gotta respect a person's time.
She was an hour and a half late. I only waited for her because she was responding to my messages, apologized for her tardiness, and said a couple times she'd be there within 20-30 minutes which led to a 90-minute wait). Once she got there, she told me that she was late because she was having some anxiety that day and went to a friend's to smoke a bowl first. She chainsmoked on the patio, and I sat away from her because I don't want to smell that while I'm eating. She told me about a terrible book she was writing, with the sort of stupid plot you'd get from r/writingprompts. And then she said she needed to get high again and asked me if I wanted to come to her car with her while she did. I declined and said I was gonna head home. Proceeded to promply never see her again.
I'm 5' 9" and dated a 6' 3" cis woman for a year. She'd wear six-inch heels when we'd go out. There was no "poor fella" about it, she was an Amazonian knockout, and I got to fuckin' climb her like a tree.
Not all of us are privileged enough to work daytime hours. I used to go to college during the day, sleep in the afternoon, and work 11pm to 7am. On weekends, I would pass out the moment I got home from work.
radicalautonomy @ radicalautonomy @lemmy.world Posts 2Comments 444Joined 1 yr. ago
Body shaming isn't necessary. We can shame people for things that are within their ability to control.