I use it in my 50cc motor scooter since it’s got a barely 1 gallon tank that lasts me ~2 weeks a fill, so the price difference is negligible

I figured the higher octane would make a noticeable difference since it’s such a small engine

But reading this thread I’m now thinking maybe I shouldn’t do this?

i majored in pipetting 💀

[Parisian accordion music stops abruptly]

to be fair engaging in biowarfare is just about all that mold does

I always dream that I’m taking the final and it’s worth 100% of the grade

that sounds dangerously productive

i’ve started using “hey there” and “heyo” specifically to avoid the wasted syllables of “howareyoufinethankshowboutyou”

at least “sup” works w/ close friends who know to just reply “sup” also :]

true that. I’m into the double digits now for number of psych medications I’ve tried

everything sucks and I’m miserable and so is everyone else and I wish I had the energy to do fuckin anything besides work, sleep, and occasionally shitpost as a semblance of social interaction

no platitudes from me dawg, life is ass 🫡

edit: your username is kickass btw.

the joke answer is “go touch grass” but let’s be honest it’s not always because they’re incel types (though my guess is that’s usually it)

assorted thoughts:

• most people have at least mild mental health problems and that often makes it hard to connect with people in a healthy way. i fall directly and pathetically into this category myself
• fuckin capitalism profits from isolating people and dissolving community infrastructure that traditionally facilitated dating
• it’s way easier to think about how hard it is to interact with potential dates and all the things that could go wrong, than it is to think about all the times you’ve successfully interacted with humans (with dating intentions or otherwise) and it turned out fine or even fantastic. even worse, we’re wired to remember negative experiences with more detail. all my horrible awkward attempts at flirting are chiseled in fuckin marble in my memory, while the times i was normal AND lucky enough for it to be reciprocated, i barely remember in comparison. :[

out of curiosity what were the dunk reasons

That’s the first book I ever encountered with an ending that made me angry.

i wonder how much of the Empathy for Cute Animals but Not Humans effect is due to not many people having bad experiences with cute animals but plenty of bad experiences with humans

I, however, have the unique privilege of having had a sister who owned a deranged rabbit that she let roam the house. I once woke up from a nap to it biting me hard enough to draw blood. That thing was a furry asshole.

What little unrepressed memories of Watership Down I have seem to corroborate that rabbits are surprisingly violent…

triste

i am the trash

my body

I enjoy carving turnips and rutabagas as I can then roast the scooped out insides

(I’ve eaten jackolantern pumpkin before. It’s not great.)

people who have experienced both childbirth and a kidney stone often say the latter is worse. 💀

and potentially lethal 😬

hi fellow kidney stone survivor who also discovered they’re a morphine non-responder :'D i also have the unique statistical blessing of not responding to codeine or hydrocodone.

we were destined to suffer.

i had a second kidney stone and learned that people who have had one are much more likely to have another within 10 years. [cries into my emotional support water bottle]

ah I miss SketchUp. the free version has been reduced to a sad browser-only shell of itself

i’m coping with OpenSCAD cuz Blender and FreeCAD scare me :[