I love the King Palm goji wraps. They taste good. They’re made of berries. It’s neat. I can’t traditionally roll to save my life, but I can make goji cones and pack over a gram in them. I gotta get some more flavors.

Idk I was having fun. I critically interpret things. It’s what I do o_o

I’m a millennial and changed my name. I don’t know why your relative wants to be called something new. There are thousands of possible reasons. You could ask them directly. If they’re autistic, there’s a very good chance they’ll be happy to tell you their thought process in direct and concrete terms. You could also attempt to compromise by calling them “Cal” which is a more normal name. Denying them without understanding is pretty much the worst move >_>

I posted a whole rant about this before I saw your comment. Suffice to say, I entirely agree. It’s one of his worst moments. What an asshole.

Fuck Elon Musk, but this is one of Jim’s worst moments in that show. If someone comes back from an extended therapy program with a set of tools and techniques they are using to solidify and remind themselves of the changes they have made to themselves and their lives, and one of them is as simple as asking you to use the other half of their legal name as their short form moniker, you have to be a an asshole not to do so. So yeah, call Musky’s new sinking ship whatever you want, but don’t be Jim Halpert about it, because Drew never crossed the line in anger again. /rantover

Grew up with that shit. Can confirm, giant roach. Can confirm, do not recommend.

Having a significant affinity for any part of the body is paraphilia. Boobs and ass are no more complete women than feet. They’re all stand ins for whole women and sexual experiences. They’re all libido cues for different people for different reasons. As someone with all of these parts, male sexual fixation feels the same regardless. I don’t see a meaningful difference and usually can’t tell what part of my body people are staring at.

The horrific opportunity cost inherent to having a billionaire class.

Blood Diner, because it’s actually about a trans man who helps his dead uncle become his living aunt. It’s easy to lose track of the fact that this is a movie about two transitions in the chaos of the ancient blood cult, vegan diner that serves human meat, wrestling with Jimmy Hitler, and all that, but it’s all in there. Blood Diner was decades ahead of its time. I watch it a few times a year. Watch it as a double feature with Frankenhooker and pretend they’re modern experimental indie movies. Frankenhooker is a feminist masterpiece.

Are you just taking pure thc distillate edibles? You could try RSO/FECO for a more full spectrum edible if so. I also find that CBN make me feel substantially more intoxicated than just thc by itself. I usually maintenance my tolerance by skipping edibles and more strictly smoking for sleep near bedtime. I’ve been able to keep it both high and stable for several months now.

Tbh I use them for the herbal blends. My tolerance is sky high, and the thc/cbd in them doesn’t mean much to me. But I had some productive days with the Go pills in my system, some talkative nights with the Chills. And my wife really likes the Love pills, which comes with its own set of benefits for me >_> But we usually carry the Ratio line too, which is better for microdosing: smaller cannabinoid doses and no herbals.

My advice is don’t even try to roll them traditionally. Without putting in any weed, wet one of the short sides and roll it tightly around the tip. Try to keep it cone shaped and wide, but I had success widening mine with the back end of a sharpie. Let it dry like that, and the wet rolled portion will stick together well enough to fill it like a pre-made cone. I cut a plastic straw into a sort of scooping and loading tool and used my sharpie to pack it. I went from “I don’t roll because my hands are stupid” to the goji queen because these let me use process and procedure to get around my lack of fine motor skills <_<

They’re relatively new. I wanted to try the mango ones, but they sold out fastest. And I’m cheap af, so I’m gonna wait for them to come back to where I get an employee discount. I think we still have some banana ones.

Just my cat. She likes to sleep with her head all twisted around in her hands. She is long and grey and likes tunnels and hiding, though.

That’s clearly a dadaist art project.

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Oohh. I like this. I’ve been bothered by the rise of gambling in different packaging in the world over the last decade. We really should be acknowledging that gambling is different from gaming, separating them meaningfully. Are toy department shelves still full of child gambling reandom toy bullshit too? I haven’t had reason or opportunity to pay attention to that for a few years.

This is actually profoundly advanced AI. It’s making depression memes. It took humans decades to get from the invention of memes to quality depression meme content like wet ennui sandwich.

You really can’t tell if you don’t know the person. I have a bright, weird personality and ADHD and work at a dispensary. People often think I’m high, assume that it’s part of my vibe, but I’m strictly no THC during the day. Meanwhile, one of my most down to earth, serious, no nonsense coworkers does dabs before work and on all her breaks. Nobody thinks she is high all the time, but she’s often the most THC filled person in the building.

The Erisian Liberation Front of SW and Rural Missouri, on the other hand, fully supports naming diseases and pestilences after the Goddess, Unstable May She Reign, and objects only to the application of the moniker to such a benign viral variant. In the future, we and/or I would request that her name be applied only to particularly virulent and/or unpredictable diseases and pestilences. May her sudden wrath never find you.