SlappyKincaid

Draw tits on the wall with a crayon

My grandfather told me something once, he said to me "There's an old Italian saying, 'never shit in your hat' " It's good advice, really.

Step one: set the building on fire step two: just kill the batman step three: eat the sun, and get a milky way step four: like a dragonfly, a little fuckin' dragonfly

For my current job, I got a 41, but most of that translates to "my hours are not ideal and I need more money, and am coming off of having literally no money, still" so, grain of salt. But then I re-did it imagining I was still trapped in my previous job, and got a 70. Considering I was on the verge of suicide while at that job, and at times a murder-suicide... And I'm not joking in the slightest about that... Even if it is click-baity, I think it probably is sort of useful to self-diagnose something you've been thinking about a lot but haven't committed to dealing with in any meaningful way.

Ways to track you, I assume. There's probably some database somewhere recording everything, where the information of us available wage slaves is collected, bought and sold. It's called facebook

Only the ones that shoot themselves or get shot by the police after the mass shooting

When I weighed 165, I was but a wee lad in high school. Now I'm like 200ish, down from 230 when I was boozing myself to death.

Obviously the only way out is to set the building on fire

Surely this is something that's been tried already in the past? It's exactly the kind of out of touch thing they'd try.

I remember going to a place and applying for full-time, interview went well, etc etc, come back later for orientation or whatever, now it's only part time suddenly. Oh. Ok, well, I'm desperate, when do I start? So I might have to start at a 6am shift, but they aren't sure yet. Oh, you'll call me tomorrow before 10pm? Oh, then they didn't call. So I called them, and they still didn't know if I would need to be there the next day. This was for $11 an hour. This is America.

Johnny Cash, except as a dog

i run into the thing where my brain says "yeah but fuck it" like. fairly often. And infrequently enough and in binge amounts small enough where i don't think about it unless in certain situations it's fucked up.

why give a shit? you lived long enough to start dying you cant escape it, so accept and embrace it

I quit for almost a year, I think it was like 9-10 months, I found that not quantifying it in "how long" helped in keeping me sober because quantifying sobriety made me care about drinking booze and then some things happened. A combination of things that require a lot of explaining. But I reached a place mentally. I've managed to quit strong booze like liquor and wine, but i keep caving to beer despite my want to quit completely again. Stress and things outside my control lead me back to the bottle, despite feeling awful after I overindulge. The fact that you want to try quitting booze is a good sign, beyond that, I'm not sure what else to say, because I'm in a similar boat

I live to not die until I do what happens before then is what it is

Dawg the Bounty Hunter

I can build stuff out of other stuff. I can grow plants. Cats and dogs like me, is that a skill?

I don't know country, skynyrd is like a bridge-gap between southern rock, old school rock, and whatever turned into "country" now. I don't think skynyrd has any songs about "muh wife left me and took muh dog, but at least i still got muh guns and muh freedum and muh ford and bud lite"

Lynryd Skynyrd, but they're dogs

We had some shitty cheap anti-virus program that ended up getting infiltrated by a virus, to the point where the anti-virus program would behave like a virus itself. Trying to remove it was an ordeal, and we had several computers in the house that were using that antivirus at the time. I think it was called "panda" something. I can't remember if factory settings worked to get rid of it, but I remember trying to uninstall it not working, straight up deleting it didn't work, trying to use a different antivirus to quarantine and delete it didn't work. Worst part is I don't think it even came from porn, this was back in the AOL days, so shit was rife everywhere.