Chewy is amazing. Price is very consistent and customer service is scary good. I once ordered food for my cat while sitting eating dinner. The next morning at 6am I opened my door to go to work and literally tripped over my cats food. I still have no fucking clue how the hell it got to me so quick, it was 12ish hours. When I moved and switched my auto subscription their system flagged my change of address as fraud and emailed me to call customer service. I called at literally 3am (because I’m a freakish night owl) expecting to work my way through an automated system and the phone rang twice and a very cheerful person answered. I almost hung up in shock and then almost was the jerk calling at 3am asking “why are you answering the phone at 3am?”

I noticed a few months ago that if I would put things in my cart and not order them right away, the price in my cart would jump a lot without notice, but the price on the page would stay the same. Like, I added something that was $30 to my cart, 2 days later it was $50 in my cart but the store page still showed the price as $30 and there wasnt the usual “an item in your cart changed price” message. I had to delete it from my cart and re-add it to get the price to drop. There was no deal, it wasn’t subscribe and save, nothing. This happened multiple times. I also had prime and couldn’t tell you the last time my shipping took less than 2 weeks, and I live near a city. I’ve since canceled prime and stopped ordering from Amazon unless I can’t find what I need elsewhere. Want to scam me, fuck you.

Halsin makes you wait til Act 3. Got to lift the shadow curse first.

I agree. I honestly hate boss battles. I love playing video games on hard mode, but for some reason boss battles have never filled my soul with joy or given me a sense of satisfaction when I’m done. They just irritate me. I definitely have games where I’m on the hardest difficulty for normal game play and then right before every boss battle I’m going into settings changing the difficulty to story mode so I can knock them down in 5 hits and move on with the game.

Wow, this is interesting! I really need to stop brushing it off and actually do something about it, but it's just so much easier to ignore things sometimes :)

I hope you have a long, healthy life!

Ugh, that sucks. I suspect I have some underlying condition because whenever I actually stop being lazy and do cardio like running I'll cough for days afterwards. I love running and used to run almost daily but got sick of constantly having a runner's cough. But all my medical checkups have been great and I feel like if I complain about the fact that when I get sick it takes forever to recover and cough when I exercise it's going to be too vague of a complaint for them to do anything about or care.

I'm an otherwise pretty healthy person who gets knocked out by anything respiratory. My entire life, ever since I was a kid, if I get a cold, the flu, anything, it's going to be weeks to months of feeling terrible. I always hated how casual everyone around me was with their illness, like oh, it's just a cold, yeah, well that cold is going to have me unable to sleep for the next 2 weeks and feeling generally awful for at least the next 2 after that, so please wash your hands after you sneeze on them. Twice now I've had the flu and taken over 4 months to recover and stop feeling like my lungs were filling with fluid every time I did any type of exercise.

Wow, I’m in computer science 1 this semester and my instructor is not great at breaking things down. This may help save my semester!

It was very busy and stressful. I think I’ve taken on more than I’m capable of handling and I’m doing a poor job at all of it and I feel inadequate and stressed and like my mental health is balancing precariously. The good news is I should get a break in a few months. I just need to keep juggling these knives until then and hope I don’t hit an artery. Like so much of humanity, I just wish the world would stop spinning for a little bit.

You just taught me a new word and I love it!

I’m a weirdo because the sun makes me genuinely depressed and the clouds and the rain fill me with joy. It has been sunny here for weeks on end, hasn’t rained for more than a few minutes at a time. My mental health is slowly going to hell. I just want a rainy weekend.

When I was an EMT working on the ambulance one of my paramedic partners was this absolute sweetheart of a man. Military vet, looked like a good ole American boy, but actually read studies about how women and minorities are treated differently in healthcare and genuinely recognized and cared that it was a problem and strived to do better. One day we were working and had a paramedic student who was a young guy full of energy and confidence.

We got called out for a woman in her 20s with a cardiac issue. I don’t remember if she felt like she had an irregular heart rate or if she felt like her heart was racing, but either way, by the time we arrived on scene everything was back to normal. She reported that she’d been having this problem for a few months, had seen cardiologists and the cardiologists told her something was wrong, it was not anxiety, it was cardiac related, but they couldn’t catch it happening so they couldn’t diagnose yet but were still in the process of trying. She had even worn a portable heart monitor and had no episodes. She was frustrated that she just couldn’t catch it in the act because she just wanted to know what was going on, but she had been told if it happened again to go to the hospital for monitoring.

Our paramedic student sat down with her and began asking her all sweetly oh honey, are you sure you aren’t anxious, you sure you’re not stressed, how is your mental health? You know anxiety can be weird. As I was about to lose my mind my partner stepped in and took control of the call away from the student and reminded him that an actual cardiologist had already diagnosed her with not anxiety so maybe stop being an asshole.

The most satisfying part was after the call was over. My partner pulled the student aside to give him feedback on how his interaction had been less than cool. As the EMT (Aka low man on the totem) it was most definitely not my place to step in, but as a woman I couldn’t help myself. I cut my partner off and launched into an absolute tirade about how hard it is to be taken seriously by medical professionals as a woman and how I personally have experienced it and how bullshit it was for him to talk down to her in any situation let alone when she’d already said a doctor told her it wasn’t anxiety. I ranted him into the ground and my angel of a paramedic just sat there quietly with a smile on his face and let me go off on him.

Can I ask the name of the medication? My doctor thinks I have endo and wants to try a couple meds before considering surgery. She says surgery wont help anything anyway. I’m living in pain levels anywhere from a nothing to a please let me die, and I don’t know what to believe. I’m also broke AF and have marketplace health insurance. My pain levels are so bad that I ruptured an ovarian cyst recently and never knew it, they found it after the fact by accident when they did an ultrasound but my doctor said that would not cause me to spend months in agony.

My husband refuses to use ad blockers for some unknown reason (I installed them on his computer, he won’t fucking use them/turns them off) and also is the person who gets the cookie settings menu and clicks “accepts all” every time. I get so stressed trying to use his computer but also like dude! Have you any idea just what you are allowing them to access??? Granted, I’m somewhat ignorant when it comes to how to be completely safe and private on the internet, but I try, and to see someone just blatantly not care makes me lose my cool a little.

Just today I jokingly complained to my husband that he always asks our cats how their day was, but he never asks me how my day went. He said “well I know your day was shit, so why bother.” Checkmate.

Is that how I ended up with crippling depression and anxiety?

Now do it for MySpace and Twitter!

Yes and spoilers (since I don’t know how to cover a comment)

The post credit scene of Alyx shows you as Gordan at the end of HL2E2. Only Gman has now taken Alyx and you as Gordon are being handed Gordon’s crowbar and are told “come on Gordon, we have work to do”

They sort of announced HL3 in the post credit scene on HLAlyx, but of course we’ve been promised HL3 before so even if we get it it’ll be another 10 years probably. Alyx was so incredibly good though.

Same. I had a decent job in my late teens early twenties, decent as in it paid really well and I liked the hours even though they were weird and long. I left because it wasn’t the type of job that got me “adult points” and I was sick of being looked down on for what I did (it wasn’t anything NSFW or anything, just more of a teen job type that I excelled at and got myself promoted up the ladder). I told one of my co-workers “I like this place, and it’s paying me good money, but I don’t want to be 30 and still working here.”

Well fuck me, because it turns out that I’m in my 30s now and that’s still the most money I’ve ever fucking made. My boss from that job actually just texted me the other day and offered me my job back even though it’s been over 8 years and if I hadn’t moved 1,000 miles away I might have considered it because he would have almost doubled what he had been paying me before.

I’m back doing the college thing trying to better myself and get into the tech sector, and fuck I hope it works out because if not I might just decide to finally opt out of this world. I’ve fucking had enough of trying and trying and busting my ass just to keep having the rules change and the goal posts move.