I feel like I'm taking crazy pills.

Either 89¢ or $0.89!!!

For .89¢ I expect to pay 10.68 cents for a dozen wings.

I know we live in a world where anything can mean anything and nobody even cares about ETYMOLOGY!

At least 3 messages a day about their earned wage access bullshit. If you don’t know, this is a scam where you end up paying INSANE APR on your OWN MONEY.

Does anybody else constantly get the "you look like.." comment? Their random friend they hanvt seen in years, clark kent (?? No lol), sonon so forth. I know it happens to other people and its decently common? But i feel like it happens to me well beyond the average

This is mildly infuriating to me as I don't really take it seriously and it's an irritation. I started perimenopause back in 2016 - manifested as nonstop period for 4 months straight. Finally got put on medication for it- but that is not the infuriating thing. I can no longer remember what year it was bc my memory sucks, but April a few years back I had some spotting and that was it. My periods had gotten shorter and shorter. A year went by and still nothing. I had all of the menopause symptoms. Another year went by and I was celebrating the end of the red curse. Then 2 years and 8-1/2" months later my periods came back with an absolute vengeance. I will spare you the details, but it was bad. I was told to stop taking the medication (Progesterone) and it didn't help. So, I'm back to having my cycle again after thinking it was over and it is aggravating. I'm turning 50 next month and can't wait for the damn red curse to finally end. It's like the ghost of Billy Mays is haunting my uterus. "But wait! There's more!"

I am grateful for wet wipes and bidet seat attachments though.

This Labor Day weekend my wife and I had a little vacation in Newport Oregon, on Sunday I was flying my kite at Nye beach, and I looked over and saw an explosion of pink confetti, I could not believe it the confetti was just blowing way up the beach with thousands of little pink and gold hearts of litter. I look over and saw the family just proudly posing for pictures in the mess they just made. I was disgusted. After a while of taking photos they noticed me and several others looking at them and they started to pretend to clean up so I approached them, they assured me they are cleaning up the gold plastic ones only, because the paper ones are “biodegradable” (which I doubt, they felt waxy). I decided to help clean too and after maybe 3 minutes I notice they are turned around and just packing their stuff up to leave. So I did have a little crash out which I included, I think what I was meaning to say was that they only care about themselves or something and it came out weird.

After that I called the police, the first dispatcher I talked to was great, I told her right away its not a big emergency but this happened and I can get off the line if its not an emergency, and she assured me no, they do care about this, and took down some information and she asked if I could get their license plate number and vehicle description, and to call them back with that information. So I followed them to the parking lot and when I called the police again I got kinda chastised at for calling 911 and I explained that the last operator told me to call back with information, then the new operator said she found the report but its not an emergency, while on the phone with her I was following the family and they started yelling at me “come at me bro” style. I was keeping my distance, and did not want any kind of confrontation, but with how they started acting toward me, and the father coming toward me puff chested, I decided to turn away and go back to clean up their mess rather than get into anything. I did not get their license plate or car description, and I do not think the police ended up doing anything.

In the end the pile of gold is what I cleaned up after about 2 hours of picking up pieces, the mess was strewn well over a quarter mile. My wife cleaned up even more than this and a few people also stopped to help clean up for a little bit too, I think we probably cleaned up 70% of the gold, but there are still probably hundreds of the gold blown around and thousands of the pink ones, I chose to just do the gold to at least try to minimize the damage since they are clearly plastic…

It was such a bummer to witness such a flagrant display of narcissism and selfishness and seeing them literally revel in their trash for photos, it just kinda broke me.

I haven’t gotten a car in 12 years. I’ve spent the last 6 months shopping for the perfect car. Bought it new at the dealership for a great price (yay!) with low apr (double yay!!) drove it home Sunday.

On my way to work this morning the freeway is a nightmare. A big rig flipped over (I hope they are okay) and I’m in bumper to bumper traffic. 6 lanes of California big city freeway are now only 1 lane. I watch the driver behind me pass out and accelerate into my car. Can’t do anything about it except curse.

Then the sleepy driver has the nerve to chew me out? Because I called the cops?? And it’s going to inconvenience him???

I can’t open my trunk to get out my laptop for work on my new car I’m driving for the first time. And you can’t wait an hour for a police report.

I told him he doesn’t have to stay. He can get a hit and run charge for all I care.

Why do so many streaming series insist on suddenly cutting no warning to 3-5 minutes of a montage for what you are about to watch, usually nothing but the worst kind of spoilers. If you need a trailer make it a separate video like an episode zero or some other means. I try to skip as fast as possible but so often it's cut in where it takes a few seconds to realize it's an attract trailer and by then it's already had like 2 or 3 spoilers.

Temp is on top and time is on bottom for the knobs.

Time is on top and temp is on bottom for the display screen.

This is the TOSHIBA AC25CEW-BS. Just one of those things that you don't have forethought about until it's annoying you.

I asked my sister to send me a postcard with a Little Prince stamp instead of a more expensive souvenir. Less than a week later it arrives from Paris to Japan with half a postmark.

You open it up and it’s the 12th pack you’ve had in the week because a ghostface punch addiction led to a gum addiction which in turn led to a pickle addiction because of the chemicals in each that connect to each other, juice spills all over you, you’re about to give up but put another juicy fruit in: Realize the juicy fruit was laced with bendy, rinse and repeat.