theangryseal @ theangryseal @lemmy.world

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I get where you’re coming from. I’m an isolated nobody from nowhere with no interest in anything but riding out my time on this rock haha.

If I had as much to think about, I’d be more conscious of those things as well. You have to be.

Thank goodness I don’t. Sometimes I get depressed when I think about who I am and how nihilism and lack of opportunity has made it impossible for me to participate in humanity (hillbilly from the middle of nowhere, 2nd poorest place in America). I’m glad I don’t have that kind of anxiety though. I’m not built for it.

Or maybe I was. I’ll never know.

We should always talk first and roll our eyes later, huh?

My wife burns through the pickles here. And get this. She eats them with little cubes of sharp cheddar. Makes my stomach turn just seeing the bowl.

If I like a song by the Spice Girls I’m telling everyone.

I do. It’s 2 Become 1. It’s cheesy as hell and I’ve been listening to it since I was 10 years old. Check it out. You’ll probably hate it. I don’t.

I would have been more than happy to drink tap water and have my kids drink tap water.

We’ve had a couple lead warnings though and I don’t want to fuck with it. They’re going to have a hard enough time with the misfortune of getting my genes. I don’t want to make it even harder for them.

That album cover haha. Holy shit, that might be the saddest thing I’ve ever seen.

I finally got brave enough to do it. Between August and January I had made over 800%.

Trump has ruined that for me. Oh well.

I really wish cults would vanish from this planet.

Humans and religion though. :/ Tale as old as time.

You give them a persecution complex and oh boy!

I hope that what you’re saying is true and that you aren’t experiencing some kind of breakdown.

I say that from a genuine place of concern AND, it breaks my heart that we live in a world where someone has to worry about such things.

It wouldn’t surprise me if Scientologists were stalking you, but I’ve been making fun of them online for 20+ years and I’ve never had this problem.

Were you born into Scientology? If you were, yeah, they’re probably stalking you. Same if you joined the cult at any point in your life.

Film this shit and ask people to confirm you’re dealing with this.

The person is laying down. Bam. Problem solved.

You came at the right time. When I left during the API nightmare and removal of third party apps, Lemmy was like walking into a desert wasteland and praying it loaded up and you weren’t just standing there in the void.

When it did load, where sand should be in the wasteland, it was beans. Slimy, canned beans as far as the eye could see.

You’ve entered during the golden age if you ask me. I don’t even think about Reddit anymore.

Buddy I tell ya hwhat. Yer gonna be so happy because we are gonna do bigly interesting things.

We’re gonna build a big arena just for Trump rallies. We’re gonna find a princess to marry Prince Barron, who by the way is young enough that we’ll have the longest stable gubment in American history. King for 70 years bud.

Joel Olsteen is gon’ build big ol churches in ever state. We ain’t worried about prayer in school no more. We’re bringing school to prayer. Christian academy gonna be the normal school. Ever kid in American is gonna learn about being good with Ace Virtueson, Racer and the gang. They’ll learn that fish are fish because god wanted it that way and how we ain’t monkeys. Real science will git done like how many babies can good girls have.

I’m so tired.

Also this. I doubt he will forget it.

https://youtu.be/ya6-_OA4As0

For fun in case you don’t click. One of the libertarians at the convention said, “I’d rather eat my own foot out of a bear trap.” When asked if she’d support Trump.

On the day that Puuuutiiin died. We sang bye bye goofy kgb guy. Hope you fell out of that window thinking of me and mine. Them good old boys on the Ukrainian side, well they’re just gonna laugh and cheer as you die.

I hate myself. My brain does this to me all day, in every situation.

A song to feed the pets

A song to feed the brats

A song to see the teller

Or say hi to some feller

I sing when I’m not singing

And I’m singing if I’m thinking

If I’m thinking then I’m singing

And I’m singing while I’m sinking

It’s gotta be mental illness right? Nervous breakdown?

I’ll let you decide. I’m sorry you had to see this.

lol

:p If they were the beasts, the “godly” would line up to take the mark.

This is where i’ve been for about 7 months.

The cracks in my mind are just starting to show. I don’t know if I can keep doing it.

It is different though. She wants me to be a stay at home dad so I left my job of 24 years. First 5 months was awesome. My last day of work was the day before our third little one was born.

She’s in the “cry for nothing until you hold me” phase, so I’m hoping once she cuts it out I’ll be ok again.

I’ve been about to crack though. 4:30 this morning it was bottle time. Mom is working from 4AM TO 2PM at the moment, so that’s just the way it is for now.

I’m so so so tired. I guess I’d be even worse working right now.

I hope you enjoy every minute of retirement.

This is my go-to explanation, but christofascists don’t care.

I took care of one of the best friends I ever had at the end of his life, right when Covid hit and all that. He was a tough dude to handle on a good day, and I once told him in a fight (long before his illness knocked him down) that if I were catholic and could convince folks that I had performed a miracle, they’d make me a saint when I died for the patience required to be his friend. Any time he’d get angry at me he’d bring it up too haha. “Old saint angryeal the patient over here!” :p

It was tough. There were times when I thought things that I’d have to feel guilty about for weeks. I don’t anymore, because we talked and he acknowledged that he was a nightmare. He said, “I’ve ran everyone that ever loved me right out the door. I grew up hard and I guess I learned that if you always strike first no one could catch you off guard. You’re my best friend and I love you. I know you’ve wanted to kill me at times, but without you I wouldn’t have made it this far and I want you to know that I appreciate it more than I’ve appreciated anything in my life.”

There were times when I’d grit my teeth and it took everything in me to keep from losing it. Especially when he’d go to the hospital and then lie about his alcohol addiction, become delirious and demand to be released, I’d go get him, he’d regain his sanity and then cry. Finally, he decided to be honest and they medicated him. In his last days they even brought some of his favorite beer for him. He’d say, “I’ll be dead soon.” I’d remind him that he was too mean to die, the devil didn’t want him haha.

As hard as it was, I wouldn’t trade the time I got to spend with him for anything.

When I was young and I got strung out on heroin, he took care of me and kept me out of a lot of trouble. I owed him more than I could ever give.

Years before that, I took care of my ex’s father as he died from ALS and Parkinson’s. That was seriously, seriously hard to do. He couldn’t care for himself at all. He was so sad about being an inconvenience to anyone. “I’m so sorry you have to do this. I’m so so sorry.” That was the hardest part in that. I told him to think of my body as an extension of his own, but I know he never could.

He also took care of me when I was younger. I was homeless as a teenager and he took me in. He took in a lot of people. When I walked into his tiny little house to sleep, there were so many people there it was unreal. I slept on the floor in the living room with four other dudes he was looking out for. Some of them showed up to beg him for his medication while he was dying. It was insane. I hid his painkillers in my wood stove under some ash in the back. My house was broken into at least 6 different times by people looking for those pills. I hated them so much, then became an addict myself just around the corner and understood at least why they were all such monsters. Didn’t excuse them of course, but understood them.

I know I just said a whole lot of nothing. I guess I just wanted to say that I’m on the other side of twice being a caretaker. I’m sure I’ll have to do it again eventually. I’m very close with my uncle and he has a lot of money so I’m sure I’ll be fighting off parasites with him one day and dealing with all of that. Anyway, when I’m on my deathbed, regardless of the circumstances, I will die proud for having cared for the people I cared for no matter how hard it was or is in a moment. I won’t let myself sit and regret that I’m nobody, because at least twice in my life I have actually mattered and provided honest to god comfort to someone in this world that we all suffer in.

I have nothing but respect for people who do that day in and day out.

Sorry for this useless book. Y’all be good.

lol there is that.

6k though, haha I’m getting it at that point and I’ll just paint “fuck Elon” all around so folks know I only got it because it was cheap.

I do think the truck will have a cult like following one day by collectors who were 17 when it came out but 75 at that point.

If Elon didn’t have his nose in every piece of business around the planet and go out of his way to be famous/infamous, someone could have used it as a movie prop like the DeLorean.