That’s how long the species has existed. They live ~25 years.

A situation where the red circle kinda ruins the picture.

I have found the gen xers are the WORST at texting an writing in general. At least the ones I know.

Where are 10 hour shifts not a thing? Has there been some wierd place where shifts have gotten shorter dispite people being unable to afford anything?

If you are watching a rom-com about some unrealistic storybook relationship, why wouldn’t you want to watch these people in an equally unrealistic financial situation. People watch them to escape reality, not watch more of it.

My clowns lay eggs on the regular… horny fuckers.

By ripping someone’s head off

I have yet to meet a person who gives a shut about AI. I have yet to meet a person who has intentionally used AI. It’s all marketing bs and a way to mine our data.

“Or dirtbike parts” … been there my dude.

2011/12~ ish my wife said “we should build a computer to mine crypto” my answer was “that is dumb, how can some digital ones and zeros be worth any actual cash, it seems like a waste of money to spend thousands on a computer with multiple gpus for something that will never pay for itself.”

A couple weeks later I regretted my answer because I could have had a SICK gaming computer. A decade later I regretted it for other reasons and decided to start letting my wife make all the financial decisions.

You just teach your dog not to steal your food. Sounds hard but they do learn that food on counter bad, food in bowl good pretty quick.

Don’t need to resort to fake ass photos for that. Diminishes the validity of all the real shit.

I am far less worried of losing my phone than my wallet. I have eyeballs or my hand on my phone probably every two minutes while I am awake. I use it to navigate and play music in my car. I use it for just about everything at work. I won’t forget it at home, or leave it in my car. If I don’t have it with me I will know pretty quickly and track my steps. My wallet on the other hand, I will go days without needing it. It is far more likely for me to not realize my wallet is missing than my phone. If I dropped and broke my phone, having to link my ID again is the least of my worries. Thank would be a lot easier than ordering a new physical copy.

Crew socks… crunched down ti the height of ankle socks.

How… do you go about getting diagnoses as an adult? I am 38 years old and relatively well adjusted, I think?. Career, home, family, degrees. But I always just thought I was just, idk, wierd, but I have learned to occasionally point my hyperfixation in a constructive direction. It is always fixated somewhere, getting through school, my job, but whatever I am fixated on, it is the only thing that matters in the whole world. I graduated at the top of my class with a 4.0 and all the awards and accolades possible. I am a high level supervisor at my work, etc. Like, I am doing OK, but other times I will get distracted, and for a month my fixation will be a video game, or my fish tank and my work will suffer. Once I lose interest I would rather put my head through a fucking wall than deal with the details of something I no longer care about. Even if other people depend on me to finish something it is pulling teeth for me to finish it. All it gets is a superficial level of attention. None of the passion. My life is a series of rabbit holes and half finished projects. For me I am fine, but the people around me that get neglected when I am on to something else… if I am focused on my job, it consumes me, every waking second I am either at work, talking about work, working on stuff for work, getting another certification for work, and I am terrified if I try to refocus to try to maintain some sort of work life balance I will lose any reasonable interest in work and everything I have done will be for nothing.

Writing it out I feel far less “adjusted” than I thought… my wife has pointed it out for years how it actually affects me, (and her, and the kids) more than I realize. Sometimes I get in the threads in this sub and I have a “Oh, shit…” moment where I realize so many of my own patters relate to the comments in here and wonder what life would be like if I actually took care of it. I was diagnosed when I was like 7 but it was never followed through with or treated. IDK. 🤷‍♂️