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Doesn’t “depressant” have more to do with your body’s functions and not necessarily the depression we think about? Been a long time since high school health and EMT classes.
Doesn’t “depressant” have more to do with your body’s functions and not necessarily the depression we think about? Been a long time since high school health and EMT classes.
Kratom cut my drinking by 80%. Haven’t had a single beer at home alone in years. Still go out occasionally with friends, so not a recluse or anything, just the excess stuff.
Work definitely does suck the life out of you, regardless of whether or not you like it. Just hard to focus on something all day and not be tired.
I won’t say good luck in retirement, because I don’t know what that means. So I’ll just say see you around the fediverse, because there’s no retiring from this life.
And go back even further, exposure to lead fumes from leaded gas in cars made an entire generation incapable of complex logical thought.
Glad to hear t-pose is the way to go. I’m beginning to think it’s the solution to the world’s problems.
I’m (unfortunately) not even close to retirement, but everything you said, I agree with. For me, a job is like a train track, and I’m on the train and life is just going, and I get off at stops here and there, but that clickity-clack is a constant white noise. Perhaps it’s me remembering the immaturity of when I was younger, but I’ve always found that when I don’t have work, I seem less focused on general.
I am fortunate to have a good job, and I don’t love it, but it’s more than tolerable, which to me is the benchmark. I assume how you feel about your job is a big factor in this whole discussion. I imagine I’ll work less when I hit the magic social security number, but the thought of retiring just stopping working entirely one day just doesn’t make sense to me.
Same. Any more and just about anyone you know and can relate to is dead. And I have kids and perhaps they’ll have kids, but when I’m 90 and all my friends are dead, and anyone I looked to in life for guidance is dead, and I can’t commiserate with people about the old days of the Internet or what things used to be like without hearing “oh grandpa,” what really is the point?
Marine Corps beat that into me. We had two options for drinks at the chow hall in boot camp: water or blue Powerade. No milks no juices no sodas no red Powerade. Only blue Powerade. It’s the only one I’ll drink anymore, the rest serve no purpose.
Definitely thought you meant hair plugs at first, and that there was an app to give you male pattern baldness.
I’ve 100% turned on my blinker for a curve in the road, and I feel like a fucking idiot when I do it. So fortunately I’ve seen other people do it and I know there’s at least a couple of us out there. The worst part is it’s been the same curve multiple times. There’s nowhere else to go either, the road just bends right, but sometimes I just hit the old blinkety-blink.
What if their arms are just really weak, you do have to turn the wheel slightly more than normal.
You do, it’s called property taxes.
What are people going to say, “Yeah, I knew he was gonna do it, but I had other shit going on so I ignored it.” Meaningless quote you hear all too often after people commit suicide unfortunately. And I don’t mean to admonish anyone, but who comes out afterwards and says “Yeah, his life was shit and he was a miserable fuck it was only a matter of time.”
I’ve talked for years with friends of mine about MLB+Steroids+Aluminum Bats. I want to see someone hit two 700ft homers in a night.
That’s a term I haven’t heard in a very, very long time. I keep one in a drawer with my Sound Blaster PCMCIA card.
Portuguese, to me, sounds like this: msh msh oowow msh msh. I love it.
I don’t speak Spanish, but do Spanish authors pull the same shit English ones do, where they give characters absolutely nonsense names with ambiguous pronunciations? Is it even possible? I will read a name of a character or place and spend the next 20 chapters reading the word twice or three times in different ways.
I pronounced epitome epi-tome for the longest time. Now as I read, I pop onto Google when I encounter something I’m unfamiliar with. And I’m 36, my job has me fairly familiar with the English language, but I swear some writers discover a word and they’re like “can’t wait to use this two or three times in the next couple chapters.”
It’s that and character/place names, but character names are dangerous lookups, spoiled a plot in WoT looking up how to pronounce Moraine. And the worst part is her name’s pretty obvious, but I fucking looked it up anyway. I thought Hermione was obvious as a kid, but that’s probably because I transposed the I and O, now that I think about it.
Vitamin D toxicity is also a big problem, and doctors have been overprescribing supplementary vitamin D for years. Feels almost like a joke, you’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t.