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More often than not, I’ve become a lot more angrier now than I was when I was younger. Things tend to bother me a lot and I rarely smile as much these days. I honestly don’t know what smiling is nowadays. Soda help me cope I just eat marijuana gummy‘s. On one hand they make me feel relaxed, zoned out and help me with sex. But once the highway wears off and leaves my body for good, I end up feeling irritable. My head feels hung over and I tend to get really cranky. When I get irritable, I need lots of time to myself. A lot, and I don’t want to see or talk to anybody. Then superimposed on top of that, I have Autism.

Hell of a ride

Family feud. And the bigger person was my brother. He amazed me and he is smarter than I gave him credit for. And those who take, just keep taking. True colours this season. You reap what you sow. You give nothing, you get nothing.


For me at least, the perks of below zero temperatures mean I can use my second, outdoor fridge - a cooler on my balcony. I can store extra food without wasting electricity to keep it cool. I've been told it's a very Canadian thing to do haha.


There is a first time for everything. Apparently it's dangerous cuddling my kitten when yawning. He just stuck his paws (yes both paws) in my mouth! I now know the taste of kitty toe beans...

Merry Christmas to those on their own

I'm on my own this year for various (covid-related) reasons & I am struggling. I'm sure I'm not alone in the struggle, I just wanted to come here & wish everyone a Merry Christmas, whether you're alone & having a hard time or dealing with a toxic family you have a hard time with, or having a first Christmas without a loved one. I hope you can find it within to find some good things about this year to appreciate, even if they're not as abundant as usual.


Is just oozing with humanity, which is why I like it, especially during these dystopian times. Something about this space that makes me feel more human in Vancouver. I wish I could buy everyone a round of beers at the local pub. Cheers✨

2 weeks notice

I like my job. I like the people I work with. However, as someone who has disabilities, going to the gym is the only way I can physically and mentally prepare for employment. I work hard outside my work hours to be a capable reliable worker. In 2 years of COVID the only time I crashed and burned was April May of this year in the 3rd wave restrictions. I am much more cautious this time. Giving my notice is tough, but with no physical and mental health outlet, I can not work a higher stress job.

I love peppers

I love them. LOVE THEM. There may be nothing nicer than the smell of roasted peppers. Red bell peppers are best, but I like to use greens in some cajun recipes. I'm not able to eat tomatoes, but I've learned to make a pepper sauce as good as (or better than) any pasta sauce or salsa. Banana peppers or poblanos are about my upper limit for heat. My dream is to live somewhere quiet with lots of nature and hiking and have a garden with lots of peppers. And cats. I love cats too.

Thank you

I want to say to say thank you to the beautiful individuals that replied to my post a while ago. I was feeling extremely anxious, alone, depressed, and a bunch of other stuff. I posted on here and the positive responses helped me a lot. It made realize that I am not the only person in the world feeling the same way, but rather there are many of us in the same situation. I’m extremely grateful to you all. It helped me a lot and I’m doing much better. Thank you so much and I love you all. Have a safe and nice holiday.


I got together with a coworker for lunch yesterday. It was so nice to connect and talk about stuff. We basically exchanged thoughts on how fucked up Covid really is and it made us truly cherish the time we had together for lunch. Fingers crossed that hopefully this storm will soon blow over. Some day. Maybe.


Cute Guy at Vaccination Clinic

We were standing in line waiting to get our boosters and we talked about the book I was reading, ...


Savage Love: Confusion over desire for spanking can be fixed with a proclamation of bisexuality...with limits

According to Dan Savage, it's better to give in to spanking than worry about your curiosity.

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