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This must be one of those two wolves that we are always being told are inside us.

Whenever I am using the kitchen is the exact moment that everyone else decides they need something from it and try to shove past me.

I’ve also learned to let people form their own opinions on the food I made instead of preemptively telling them it didn’t come out as well as it could have. Unless it was my first time making something complex, they’ve always been satisfied :)

First, it’s not only you: making plans that accommodate everyone’s schedules and budgets can be tricky, especially if a lot of people are involved, so you might not be doing anything wrong. You can try letting them know what you want to do earlier in advance so that they know not to make plans for the day. People are more likely to respond to concrete dates, times, and locations instead of vague ones.

Also not all of your friends are going to share your hobbies and interests and that’s ok. Try inviting just the ones you know for sure enjoy the things you do, or joining clubs or activity groups for those things to potentially meet new people to do them with. The time with your other friends can be spent on things you know they want to participate in and can afford.

Appreciate the honesty about the AI disclaimer.

Nice to see some love for RevCo here. That whole album was great.

Metallic mini backpack.

Worth it. I love the color, it was on sale, and I hate carrying purses.

Heat pump.

Sometimes the alignment has to be very precise to get it in, and when it isn’t, it causes you to think you’ve used the wrong side/angle - especially when you aren’t looking at it directly.

For my next trick, I’ll be turning a liter of spirits into domestic violence.

Who would have thought that people don’t want to be recorded without their knowledge or consent?

This would be a huge setback to anyone even remotely concerned about privacy.

“Hey, I haven’t watched Silence of the Lamp in a while! Thanks for the recommendation.” (Hangs up phone).

I have on several occasions left my uncovered leg as an offering for them so that they would stop zzzzZzzzZZzZing in my ear while I’m trying to sleep. They do it anyway. This is why we don’t negotiate with terrorists.