Oh jeeze, TIL there's another Figma that doesn't make anime dolls.

This is how I met my partner, sorta. Story time:

It's Saturday night, we were hanging out, and he shows up with free booze and asks who wants to come party with him. There was some initial interest, but then most people remembered they had responsibilities the next day and decided not to. A friend of mine wanted to go, and I wasn't about to let her go off alone with a strange guy, so I went with. There was this other guy that wanted in my pants, so as soon as I decided to go, he also decided to go. 🙄

So it was the four of us, and this other guy is being weird and getting frustrated that our clothes weren't falling off as we were drinking, so he left. The stranger is telling stories and being entertaining, and most importantly, not being a creep. It's getting late, and he suggests that we can take his bed and he can sleep on the couch.

So he goes off to brush his teeth, and her and I start helping each other take our clothes off, and she starts making out with me. We're half undressed, making out on his bed, when he comes in to get pajamas, and we invite him into the mix.

She doesn't want to have sex, but she did want to make out with us while him and I were having sex. We all go a few rounds, and eventually fall asleep.

Her and I wake up before him the next morning, we discussed plans. She had somewhere to be and offered me a ride, but I decided to stick around at his place for morning sex, then we went out for breakfast and really got to know each other.

Neither of us really wanted a serious relationship, but liked each other enough to be FWB for a while. I moved in with him after other housing plans with friends fell through, and after a year of living together, we realized we were actually dating. We're poly, so other partners have come and gone, but him and I have been together for the past 15 years. My friend is monogamous, but we're still all friends.

Not even if its bricked?

My cat has figured out how to pantomime chasing the dot as his way of asking me to break out the laser pointer.

Plot twist, the cd-r was also stolen lol

It was absolutely better under Macromedia.

Because you're just cool like that.

I want off Mr Bones wild ride lol

I also like to heat the pot back up, deglaze it with water, and scrape with my spatula. If there's still gunk stuck on, I'll add more water and bring it to a boil, then it comes right off. Even if the gunk is on the edge of the pot, the steam will loosen it. I could probably boil my plates too, now that I think about it, lol.

Speaking as somebody with a fuller bosom, as you mentioned, the problem is mostly the angle of the shoulder belt. There is an adjustable slide, but it only adjusts four or five inches, which simply isn't enough for the seven inches difference between my partner and I. The end of the belt is by my ear, not my shoulder. I'm constantly tugging the shoulder belt lower when I'm in the car, either passenger or driver, which is really not safe.

In 2018, I was in a car crash. I was driving a 1998 minivan and got t-boned by a 2006 SUV going 55mph. It turned the van into a banana, pushed the driver's seat over to the center. I don't remember the accident itself, but it looks like my head bounced between the B pillar and the airbag/steering wheel, it broke my glasses, cracked my skull, and gave me a subarachnoid brain hemorrhage with a 50/50 survival rate. Literally knocked me cross-eyed, so I was seeing double for forever. It also broke my pelvis into 8 pieces, sliced up my spleen, and broke a few ribs. I still have a bolt holding my pelvis to my spine. Took over a year to recover, then COVID hit while I was trying to get back to work. fml, never doing that again.

Maybe it would have been better if I had side curtain airbags, but the main problem really feels like the seatbelt just doesn't fit.

Feels good to be on an instance with Anubis

I'm in the middle of pulling a chat friend out of his programming. His only real problem was being raised in Texas by a Good Ol Boy single father, and once he got out from under his dad's wing, he started to realize that what he was taught simply isn't lining up with reality.

He started out as an incel, but now he's in therapy and has a girlfriend.

I think of it less as 'converting' and more just holding his hand while he figures out that his dad's advice was complete horseshit. It takes forever, and not everybody has the spoons to pull it off, but I do, so I will.